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It was you who made me realize what I am, inferior, in need of serving and obeying a superior person such as yourself. You know you’re Superior, you’ve allowed me to assume my inferiority. How not to tie our two personalities to offer you the best and make me work, earn money, make you offerings by having to content me, me the dirty little bitch perverted, high and whore submissive of almost nothing (some stockings, nylon tights, very dirty socks well marked by your divine perfume that makes me a slut in a few seconds).
Yesterday you came to take the 50 euros I had because it is to you that the money returns.
I worked all night yesterday, salary 100 euros that I have to devote to you until the last euro.
In a few hours I offer you my iPhone 5c that you deserve more than me and I will now have to settle for a much lower end mobile. Things are so in their place and thank you for finding this natural, we share this opinion.
In a few days a major transfer will end up on my personal account. As it is admitted by you as by me that I belong to you, I have given you the access codes to my bank account. This is exactly what banal people don’t do but there is such a level difference between us, you were born to direct, dictate, order, control and get things done by someone like me who admires authority, feels really living in a relationship of inequality assumed by you as by me (the more inferior you will be, the more I will be what I really am) and I, the little shit maid, have to be at your service. I fear neither humiliation, nor the most disgusting insults, nor the work to be done to benefit you. The worst of insults makes me capsize, I prefer it to my first name.
Yesterday I did not have much to offer you, yet you did not hesitate to use yourself to take any object you needed or liked. Some of these objects were very close to my heart and yet, thank you for not taking any account of me, you are at your maid’s house, your maid belongs to you, everything that is at her house belongs to you. There is no pity, no hesitation, why would you take into account the feelings of your maid. She decided, thanks to your insight, to assume loving her demeanor. Your maid is fascinated when you decide in her place, it is so natural in us. And the more time goes by the more things may have the chance to go further, to always mark the inequality between the Princess that you are and the bonniche as well as the Whore of the lowest level that I am.
Today I will have to prove to you that all this is serious, I will keep my promises of the day, rising a new march in our Reports, you will weigh a March while I will come down another march.
This noon you may begin to realize that I am serious, I will make offerings to you and, like any slave bowing to his princess, I will thank you for having the kindness to accept them.
From now on there will be only I who will have to thank you, you take what comes to you, what you deserve and will already demand the next offerings because you deserve to be pampered and considered with the utmost respect. On the other hand I do not deserve and does not bear the slightest respect on your part, treat me according to what I am, a shit you had told me several times, a shit you are the only one who dared to tell me, you were right to dare because I love the word, you are the one who discovered who I am.
Thank You, Princess.
Your slave, maid, whore and maid