What can I say. When I put my heart in, I can be rather eloquent, even if I say so myself:
As I was pleasuring Lisa in the darkness, and my world was consisted of solely of her vagina, my tongue, and her moans, I couldn’t but amaze how much my life had changed during the past ten or so years. How much happier I was now.
Even the act I was performing now, pleasuring a woman with my tongue, was a concrete proof of that. I had accepted it was something I would never be allowed to do, before everything changed for the better, and Lisa walked into my life.
Sure, I didn’t own anything anymore, not even the clothes I was occasionally allowed to wear. I didn’t even own my body, or had any control over it. It was the property of Lisa, and she owned me, body and soul.
But truth to tell, I preferred that. A realization I wasn’t more than a property was an incredibly liberating experience. It had been that from the moment I was brought to the screening center ten years ago, and explained my future. And I wouldn’t have wanted it to be in any other way.
I knew perfectly well Lisa could have gotten rid off me any time she wanted, as quickly as she could have gotten rid off an old car, or anything else she owned. But precisely that, the fact Lisa kept me, and allowed me to serve her, made me love and worship her madly as I did.
I understood that everything Lisa did to me, or made me to do for her, were precious gifts for me, gifts I needed to cherish. Every day of my life with Lisa was a precious gift. The fact she allowed me to serve her was a sign she loved me in return.
The whole story can be found at:
[https://chastefiction.blogspot.com/2019/07/ideal-world-origin.html](https://chastefiction.blogspot.com/2019/07/ideal-world-origin.html)
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