To Serve

No one came to visit Saturday. It was probably for the best. I settled in to some serious reading and then nodded off. Right now I am balls deep in Beyond Good and Evil by Frederich Nietzsche, and it sort of makes me want to meet another nice, fresh, repressed Catholic girl. Those of you who are fallen angels know what I'm talking about. The Catholic church instills something special into its horny teenage subjects. From an early age they learn to comprehend the complete and overwhelming power of a man. They learn to endure submission like a slave...total subservience to their divine master. They learn about the wickedness of the flesh, and are asked to stifle their yearning, required to bottle up the years of intense emotional and physical love they have took great pains to keep entirely secret. With each mass they are slowly indoctrinated to provide unconditional, unquestioning service to their all powerful master. Their love for Him grows and they desire His incomprehensible will. Such intense love brims within them, roiling inside with no outlet...no release...for years and years. There is less than no outlet. They are told the burning between their tender, nubile legs will be punished with an eternity in hell's furnace. The devout Catholic girl struggles with the most extreme tragedy imaginable: her lover breathing softly on her begging flesh, trembling with the most intense pain that only she can relieve, but she cannot. She is desperate to sooth him, to comfort him, to be bound and fucked by him. But, he has no body with which to fuck her. Her love is invisible air. And, by age 18, this is her permanent state: a desperate, ashamed, fuck hungry sub built for punishment. Inside, she is no longer just a girl, but a writing nymph crying to be owned. She is too ashamed to admit it. It is a sacred truth that can never revealed. But, she wants you to own her. She does not care how he looks or what kind of car he drives. All she cares about is his capacity for owning her completely, in every way. All she cares about is pleasing her all-powerful master in every way. She needs her body used and abused, spanked and fucked, and endures all with grace and subservience, according to His will. Her response is not one of selfish satisfaction, but of perpetual response to his requirements. The intense pleasure she enjoys as his well-used fuck object is not revealed, except through the involuntary spasms of orgasm. When he is done with her, she collapses with him. Through demanding nothing she acquires everything. Yes, you Catholic girls know how to start my engines, you and your wicked, dripping, cock-starved holiest of holies. Right now I need you more than ever...to be patient, to endure, to persevere. Right now you need to feel my warm breath against your neck You need to let it cascade over your shoulders and down over your entire body. You need to let it sooth you, relax you, and comfort you. You need to let it consume you and experience its complete power all around you. Right now you need to feel my power surround you, enter you. You must allow it to take you and prepare you for when next we meet. You must let it move you and course through you, as we will be together soon, sooner than you think...