Owned by choice
June 19, 2025•216 words
I am to be used, i exist and agree to be property, to be fucked as Sir desires, and admit that i will do my best to be pleasing always and to be used as pleases Daddy most.
my voice is not my own but his to bring out and amplify, to force me to sing like the caged animal i am and to sing loudly and proudly as i am used for his pleasure.
my existence is for Sir to enjoy, to do with me as he wishes on a whim so i may bring him pleasures as best i can because i am property to be used and abused, making only the sounds Sir wishes to come from me, incoherent and happily singing as this body hums with the feelings of being used for his amusement.
i am made to be broken and remade, each part of me broken down further and further until i am nothing but base senses at most, an ever leaking and begging mass to be used, drooling from mouth and cunt as i beg desperately to be used again and again.
i am property and meant to be used, i am happy to be broken and molded to be more pleasing, to be nothing more than Daddy's plaything.