Shifting to a slave

Losing my mind again... too many things happening inside my brain at once and the migraines have been unbearable. Thank goodness for weed and medication to help get it under control. I feel myself changing again... shifting... my mind is open to change... and in the current capacity of being 5 full personalities, my brain is ripping apart, so if it doesn’t solve soon, I don’t know how long I’ll be functioning… 

Daphne was the first one to walk out the door... she declared that we are safe in the current life situation. She promised that she would be listening like always, but is confident that we are well supported and well loved. As my protector, it is lovely to have her blessing on my current lifestyle and selections around the people in my life.

Jenny quickly followed as my little side feels most comfortable with Daphne… she doesn’t talk, but she just kinda curtsied and walked through the door as well… it looked like she ran to catch up and they joined hands before the door closed…

Then there were 3… Foxy, Jennifer, and me… now, me… I can’t leave… I’m always here… core personality that keeps the lights on and the breath happening type of thing… and Foxy and Jennifer can’t coexist…Foxy is sunshine personified with a high level of promiscuity and disregard for the rules and Jennifer is chill with a somber mood that only has eyes for PapaBear and follows rules to the letter…

We chatted with PapaBear about it and he really misses his slave… like really misses her… and while foxy is fun, she is no one’s slave, so she walked out the door as well. 

So here we are… Jennifer and me… and the contract that we wrote in 2015… implementation of that has begun and I got a spanking this morning with a holed paddle for not communicating with him when I was supposed to… 

The punishment today was different than I remember… he never seemed interested in punishments before, just kinda doled them out… but over the years, he has gained an interest in providing the teaching moment… the lecturing was more focused… his attention just felt different… and then the paddle swung….

Crack!!!!

The pain, boy howdy, the pain was intense and I screamed and jumped away. Then I heard his voice and I rolled back to him crying and shaking in his arms as he soothed me. I could feel his hands caressing the skin around where the paddle hit… He was so gentle and when I asked if he was going to play with the marks, he said he wouldn’t cuz he knows it’s painful. Moments before, he said he has been itching to play with a paddled butt due to the paddling he gives to one of our platonic friends, so I asked him to please play with the marks. It actually helped to make it feel better…

Then he kissed and licked my marks and told me to move to the other side of the bed. He then started to use his slave’s pussy and ass. I couldn’t take his cock in my ass all the way, it’s so big, but I did my best. As he pumped my pussy with his cock, I felt myself getting wet… then he said my trigger word and I orgasmed all over his cock. So juicy and slippery… next, he moved me into a split legged position that buries his cock as deep as it can get, which is a bit much for me, but my Master gives me everything I deserve… he then flattened me out and went flat doggy style until he exploded… satisfied and spent, I left him on the bed as I hopped into the shower to clean his dirty girl.