I don’t want to frustrate my Lord but I know I have. My greed and impatience this time didn’t pay off for me the way slave craved. Even tho that jump was to gain Your attention I know I made a mess freaking out probably and made Sadist do this.. unless He planned this regardless. I want to show my Master what I learned.. let me be a good girl and not frustrate You Master.. I’ll behave I promise.. there is new things I figured and i hope I’ll have a chance to tell You soon. Till then I’ll behave.. and miss all the trouble and adrenaline with You.. may I have one more chance.. it always makes me grow and i do appreciate what my Master gave me.. and i do want to pay for that.. and beg Him to let me pay it out and tell Him how really it made me feel .. i was impatient but I payed a price i really did Sadist know that.. don’t stop it all now Devil please, my mind is so committed thinking about how it could be better and more enjoyable for my Master, it’s bound to correct and work with Your nature, is that so bad?
little pet crave that light fun and flow and our deals.. 
and my mess is another sign of power You have over me, I realize i freak and then i grab for all .. don’t punish that desire, the desire that wants to be better slave for her Master, but He can be difficult as well.. tho i love it it’s not easy to please my Master at times..
woof! Please don’t punish 

I try to stay a good girl and to freak out, but my lust makes it hard one me. Your words hunt, that You would say that You won’t be off that much and yet I just hope those days won’t expire. What’s so bad in needing my Lord so much. You know it messes with me, my hormones are mess again. Now that my tongue hurt less I gained back what I lost. But I beg and pray we will continue that process. Slave feels so happy when Master is around and helps with process. When we work together on it, making my body even more fuckable. Please don’t take my desire for You as something.. hard. Your pet is also troubled because it seems my Lord rather trouble me with this than accepting troublesome offers I want to make for His eyes back on me. May I play be happy again having my Lord’s attention, even a bit. Little slave offers to be Your stress ball if something is happening. And worried in same time. Please may we not stop? Please Master said it won’t affect us. Master truly makes my heart contorts in pain. Can He accept that? I beg for that, I beg not to be made to hold back Master. Little slave pour her heart, please have mercy. So desperate for Your attention, You, everything literally. So afraid of it but so submitted that I can’t hold back my desire and thoughts. Please don’t make me sad this way.. I beg I beg I beg
p.s. They are still here for one more night. Going tomorrow morning. I didn’t do anything crazy without my Lord but I can see so many misbehaving that can be done
and I got a toy for my Lord, one he wanted 
May I please hear You before those days expire??
I’ll be good girl I promise 

Good morning my Lord hope you slept well. Little pet still miss you and getting a little nervous again for my girl date :p
oh just thought.. do i need to ask my Master to revalue and rethink.. idk is he tense or not.. just reminding in case it’s needed.. I doubt but just doing what my Master told me. 
ohh and slave is so anxious but anxious to talk about with my Master what’s going to happen and how it was :p
p.s. Maybe i have new dress for NY eve :p

Did my early task with fire and my cleaning one. Please my Lord, pet love earning things from my Master, don’t take them. I beg You. And little slut got so wet while cleaning, aching for her Lord, to train her like His good pet. To train her how He sees fit. The alarm this morning was a reminder of those desires. And pet is sorry that she hasn’t had time yesterday to do slutty little task. And all day long slave begs with her body and mind, sensations overtaking.. begging.. fuck me my Lord really hard, have me like slut that I am, thinking about worshiping Your cock all day long. Please don’t take them, please. 
P.S. professor saw that pic and we got one we were waiting 

Ok is it an upgrade to go from Pet to slave?

My Master knows how hard for me is to sit still, no matter what trouble i get in lol He always makes me laugh when He points that out. But the word Lust is such a powerful word the way I know it for some time and the chase of it and there is constantly something I yearn from/with my Master. Such greedy pet my Lord but it's by Your cut, and she miss her Nightmare ;p.. just as well I can't resist and I have tried haha to sit still but why can't I stop thinking about what would make my Master hard and can't resist to do the things He likes and put myself in trouble and humiliation and corrupt for You. Myself and the others to... ughhh I know You are busy and I know it hasn't been long but my very insightful Master knows my dependence, my desire, His power over me...
either way I think when my Master notices His crawling slave again I think He will like what have I done on this trip ;p
mmmm I think i just was nostalgic like it Jas been sooo long when You had Your eyes on me
I've been very bad girl my Lord very very bad 

All that addiction to adrenaline and living the moment makes me panic on thousands that You might withdraw everything. And slave panic and panic and He use that against Her, loving when slave claws the wall from desire. But she always does. And Master breaks her, and somehow that ease slave mind and then she is determined. Knowing what she craves, the desire might just get sleepy but are there. She waited before stubbornly. Waiting that light playful flow, aching to say and drag the best taste at His feet. Aching to dream and be His pet. Strange how breaking gets intense and then she grows out of it. Thanking. So waiting or not, it’s molded. He can decide of tasting or not but that doesn’t change the fact it’s molded to be a good girl. There is such beauty in hearing that. Wasn’t it a lifetime? Loving the way it was and it sparks new ideas how to be better girl.. is that so wrong and not worthy at all?
it corrects His slave, His mind fuck, harsh mind fuck, but what when slave is determined He’s the one who can do that? It corrects and take those heavy emotions and ache for flow and living in moment 
is that not good mind state Sadist?
and the tasty fucked up desire to hear she has broken beautifully..
He fucks with my mind and that same mind twist and turn then ask for more.. a true playing with fire. Will You burn me a bit?

Good slave pet...

My Lord You remember all You wanted to do before I move well Your little slut begs for You.  Don’t break me more like this let us have fun and do mischief. You broke me andd please pick me up don’t let me be drowning more please drown me in other way drown me in You and Your sneaky mind and by letting me serve You. You make me greedy and molded by Your will don’t let me starve now. You broke Your slave by letting me do on my own a gangbang fantasy You had and i was good slut and drained them and ii offered for You to watch don’t punish me for craving Your attention and I screamed and I recorded and they ruined every hole of Your property just like my Master wanted and I tasted that humiliation for You and i stayed in it for You. Master say crawl like this and i do. Don’t punish me for that i beg You. Don’t punish Your pet because she liked what Master gave to her and got her more addicted don’t punish my desire to serve You and mold for You. Bring me back my Master because without Him i am not same toy. Please don’t punish me Devil with Your nature 

I am my Master’s beggar his slave and to beg for all is my nature with Him. We have a bit crazy path well chasing a rabbit hole and i love every singe bit of it. Lately all of sudden my limits dropped for my Lord even more and fear sneaked in, not fear of not trusting my Lord but a fear of unknown as I have never felt this way, I never was a slave like I am for Him. And I have been a bad girl two times once where I freaked and stopped the play, because those raw was so tense and for a moment i just needed to stop, fearing my Lord won’t like my raw that forgetting he does, i regret that messing our flow the way we are is written in those cray things and i love his madness. Then i was bad for putting my desire for balance in front of what i knew it was my Lord’s need and desire. I lowered my task when in reality i wanted to please Him and he was kind to His slave but she always thinks about His on first place and that was my slip. Slave lose her ground and gets confused when her Master mess with her head and leave her confused but then again that’s what we do as well.. That’s what my Master does an she always loved how he does that, and it’s not like it’s a rule to have me.. it’s just the way we blended. The desire to cover all his needs bad and good somehow sneaked inside of m and i always crave to tell and show that to Him. My master have other fantasies as well, such as being a god whore not because she likes having a cock but because i yearn to serve and struggle for Him, digging my masochistic grave deeper as I can, and truth is that only Him have ability to rescue me or keep me in dark. So perhaps this i did well, because i tasted just that to it’s core how is it to be devoted loyal not thinking toy for her Master whoring just because he said not even being ready for that. Slave does wish she did that that night but this was more harsh on Her. This wasn’t about self punishment because i failed my Master, it was desire to show my devotion and prove how much i am in His hands on His mercy beggar for all He gives me. Colored by Him to my bones and my blood. And parts of me crave to be punished for those second thoughts, yes i know i was playful that night and you my Lord didn’t punish me like that time I wasn’t. But you have more right to me and communicated with your slave so good so far that punishment at times like that is something that your slave would like to talk about. But even that is in your hands to, i just beg with all to be Your pet and earn that. I don’t have expectations i have yearnings when it comes to You my Lord and i know it’s all your pace. But oh god yes i yearn so many things and just to walk the path with you down the rabbit hole. To show her devotion she was ruined tonight just like my Master would love to see.. and took and captured what she was able to craving to capture more and breaking head how could she do that, and i left my grave opened in case my Lord sees and wants to add some more I took them all together and struggled to my core with it ohh fucking god i crave to tell you to whisper to my Master every bit of it twisting and turning embarrassed for being such whore then bothered and turned on because it was to please my Master. All i did even when it was a mess it’s m thirsty soul, thirsty for You my Lord and ache for Your lustful fuel and addiction to be lost in that.. i lust to be lusted by You and i lust to give myself as much as one can give.. all all that one can give. And i am still a beggar to be at Your feet, your slave your property your pet your whore and your little slut. I crave You the way You my Lord just crave to be at your feet daily because it colors my days with beautiful colors and as well with struggle and torment and cannot stop i wish You even when you are in bad mood.. i cannot stop and dream still dream of my Lord letting me be His bubble to be landed with His hands at His feet and i crave to earn that. my master is different and i just hope i didn't poke His stubborn with being crazy, my Master makes me crazy and pull my strings that i cannot feel otherwise but raw sensations. Painted in worry, desire, happiness, hope, torment, struggle, yearning, confusion, dirty acts, corruption, lust, dreams, shameless, lost in my desire for You, fear, madness, surrender, aching to have my purpose for You, and covered i cu and dirty whorish task, humiliation.. a mess till You put me back together and i have always loved it from You.. hoping my Master will enjoy this and that my suffering story one that has Him as the only reason will please Him and beast in him.. i loved my privileges Master. I am Your beggar

Slave miss her collar miss her sneaky Master  , i miss my tasks i miss serving You. I miss fun and Your eyes and Your attention, i miss how it was i miss my Lord not vanishing even when He troubles me and it looks like He will, i miss all the communication i miss plotting with Him. I miss His cock and pleasing Him and His twisted mind. I miss knowing how He is even when in bad mood.. i miss being allowed all that i miss being His pet and Him calling me by my slave name that He gave me. Please have i not earned just a bit of mercy my Lord and not to make me sad? Have i not earned You not to vanish? Have i not earned just a word from You?