About having no choices

This morning the pig put the plug in its cunt again. The plug is now normally comfortable during the day and fueling the horniness. It feels a certain relief that it can now wear it continuously during the day more or less without issues, that it can be plugged like its Master wants. Sometimes it feels like a slightly humiliating invasion, sometimes there is a deep horny glow and some frustration. There are times that it forgets it is plugged. It likes to think that it means its cunt will accept its presence as the default and get so used to the plug that it will feel wrong and empty without.

Master commented that a slave needs clear structures and that as a slave it does not have to think, simply do what it Master tells it to do. There is a certain liberation in not having to think about the choices, about what it wants, and to yield that to its Master. For instance it does not have to think whether it wants to be experiencing frustration and pain each weekday evening in the training sessions, or instead spend its time some other way. That is a choice that Master makes for the slave, and then for the slave it is simply how it is. And then it can take great pleasure in the fact that Master wants to use it and that it can serve that way. There is a certain calm focus in having no choice and there is also a certain horny tension in being dependent on its Master for certain decisions, to feel the control. Maybe in the future that will be the case also for other aspects of its life.

And the same goes for the plug in its cunt and for having no rights to its own body. Having no choice makes that it can let go, focus on accepting and enjoying the horny frustration and the constant invasion in its cunt. Preparing it also, as Master said, for the heavier work.