33F, full time slaves purpose of life
Hi all the Kings and Queens,
Holes was tasked to write down a 500-1000 words post explaining purpose of her life. Holes missed the deadline for sharing it in private and now have to do this with everyone, which is definitely much more humiliating to admin.
Writing this feels strange because holes haven't spoken a word in so long. Silence has become the natural state. When Mistress is home, holes is a quiet fixture—a pet, an object, a shadow. holes voice doesn't belong anymore; it was the first thing holes gave up, and honestly, it’s the thing holes miss the least. There is a profound, terrifying kind of peace in having nothing to say and no right to say it.
holes days are measured in edges and service. People ask how holes can live like this, but they don't understand the clarity that comes with total denial. It’s been about 190 days since holes last felt the relief of cumming. Every single day, Mistress brings me right to that screaming peak—three, maybe four times - and then just walk away. Or she use that energy for their own pleasure, leaving me vibrating and desperate on the floor. That ache has become my heartbeat. It keeps me "on," keeps me sharp, and reminds me that even my most private physical reactions are actually her property.
I’ve become a canvas for her moods. If she’s frustrated, she uses me for pain. If she’s feeling prideful, she puts the leash on me and shows me off like a prized animal, whether we’re at home or walking the beach. holes learned to find a twisted kind of dignity in being her "pet." When her friends come over and use me - as a toy, or even as a urinal - hoels do feel the shame, the humiliation and degradation, but do it since holes is a utilitity, an object. holes is being used for exactly what it is being trained and designed for, fulfilling a function.
The cage is the place to crawl into when the "real" world intrudes Mistress. When people come over who shouldn't know holes exist, holes is tucked away. In the dark, listening to the muffled sounds of a normal life happening outside the bars or just put on noise cancellation headphones with some porn noises playing, caged in chastity belt and mouth gagged, holes feel a strange sense of security. holes doesn't have to navigate the complexities of being a "woman" or an "Indian daughter" or a "professional." holes is just a submissive, waiting in the dark for the click of the lock that means my Mistress wants me again.
holes gave up her autonomy willingly, but what holes got back was a life without the burden of choice. holes purpose is to be the physical proof of her authority. holes is the pain she inflicts, the silence she demands, and the object she displays. holes live on the edge of everything - pleasure, exhaustion, and sanity - and in that space, holes finally feel complete. holes doesn't need to speak to know the place. holes just need to serve.
Since slave was late for the post, it is understandable that slave deserves the punishment irrespective of why slave was late. It would beg for forgiveness but also in case if you feel a punishment is fitting, you can share that too.