The Good Girl

Watching Master leave every morning is the hardest part of my day.

“Goodbye! I love you! Please come back home to me!” Are all of the things I want to say but I can’t speak, so silently I sit and watch in adoration as they leave me.

I have things to keep me occupied and entertained while they’re gone but usually I just sleep. Entertainment is just a distraction from my real desires, to be with Master. I have a really comfortable bed and a pile of luxuriously soft blankets and pillows so lounging in bed isn’t so bad.

Most days I don’t wear anything except for my collar unless its cold. Master doesn’t like me taking my collar off. I don’t know why but it pleases them for me to wear it so I am happy to do so. I try to make sure I’m awake everyday just before they get home so I can be sitting ready and waiting and I like to make sure my collar is sitting just right.

Maybe Master will notice how good my posture is and how perfectly my collar sits around my neck and will say those two words I crave more than anything. They don’t always notice the small things but they almost always seem happy with me and most days that is enough.

I can eat throughout the day but I like when Master feeds me. They don’t seem to mind and I like to show them how much restraint I have by not eating all day while they’re gone. Again, I think my intent goes mostly unnoticed but that’s okay too because I like when Master feeds me anyway.

Sometimes in the evening Master is busy working. I don’t know what they’re doing most of the time but I can tell it’s important so I sit nearby and watch, just pleased to have Master home with me. Some evenings Master isn’t busy and I get lots of petting and pampering and love. Those are my favorite nights but nothing compares to the times when I hear those two wondrous words. I still remember the first time I heard Master say them.

It was a weekend so Master spent all day with me, those are my favorite days. I hadn’t been with Master long and they were trying to teach me some things. They kept telling me what they wanted me to do but I didn’t understand. It didn’t make sense to me. I tried what I thought master might want of me but I just failed.

I could tell Master was getting frustrated but they kept it in and remained patient with me. There was some punishment but then always affection after so I knew Master wasn’t really mad, just letting me know when I did something bad or displeasing. But then I got it, something clicked and I knew exactly what Master wanted of me. So I did it and Master was ever so pleased.

They leaned down and whispered into my ear “Good girl!” Pure ecstasy. Hearing those two words from Master is all I live for.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s