VelvetDarkness
Polysyllable Whore x
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Ooh, yummy thread Roscoe
See, I need them both.
MasterHero values me as a cherished possession and takes his responsibility for decisions that affect me seriously. He wants me to be able to confess anything to him and feel loved and protected by him. I am his pet, his slave, his one. When I have pleased him, he will reward me and his punishments are just and effective at moderating my behaviour. I want MasterHero always to be happy and contented with my service so I pre-empt as many of his daily needs as I can. He wants to spend his life with me, to grow old with me in his service.
MasterVillain is the guy who sees me as nothing more than a resource, property to be used until it breaks. He delights in moving the goalposts on me and finding fault with everything I do. He hurts me, humiliates and debases me until my pain, fear and sense of worthlessness get him hard. He tortures me for his own pleasure and delights in reminding me just what I truly am to him. I am his cunt, his fuckhole, friction for his cock and nothing more. He makes me feel expendable and replaceable, cheap and disposable. He forces me to admit to my deepest, nastiest desires and then mocks me from a height for being such a filthy, voracious slut.
I'm madly in love with both my hero and my villan. Without the hero, the villain would destroy me. Without the villain, the hero would bore me in time. I'm like a formula one car - I need to be valued and maintained in optimum condition but at the same time, I just love it when he throws me around the circuit until I almost fall apart.
Master would identify with the villain. His hero is a facet of his personality that he has to consciously nurture while the villain is always there, waiting for the hero to blink. I love that about him, it instils genuine fear in me and causes me to always treat him with respect.
See, I need them both.
MasterHero values me as a cherished possession and takes his responsibility for decisions that affect me seriously. He wants me to be able to confess anything to him and feel loved and protected by him. I am his pet, his slave, his one. When I have pleased him, he will reward me and his punishments are just and effective at moderating my behaviour. I want MasterHero always to be happy and contented with my service so I pre-empt as many of his daily needs as I can. He wants to spend his life with me, to grow old with me in his service.
MasterVillain is the guy who sees me as nothing more than a resource, property to be used until it breaks. He delights in moving the goalposts on me and finding fault with everything I do. He hurts me, humiliates and debases me until my pain, fear and sense of worthlessness get him hard. He tortures me for his own pleasure and delights in reminding me just what I truly am to him. I am his cunt, his fuckhole, friction for his cock and nothing more. He makes me feel expendable and replaceable, cheap and disposable. He forces me to admit to my deepest, nastiest desires and then mocks me from a height for being such a filthy, voracious slut.
I'm madly in love with both my hero and my villan. Without the hero, the villain would destroy me. Without the villain, the hero would bore me in time. I'm like a formula one car - I need to be valued and maintained in optimum condition but at the same time, I just love it when he throws me around the circuit until I almost fall apart.
Master would identify with the villain. His hero is a facet of his personality that he has to consciously nurture while the villain is always there, waiting for the hero to blink. I love that about him, it instils genuine fear in me and causes me to always treat him with respect.