Words of a fag who has learned his lesson

When daddy tasked me with writing this post, I nearly cam hands free then and there. Daddy had three requirements when writing the post: 1. Introduce yourself 2: make it known who owns you, and 3: highlight the lessons that daddy has taught you thus far.

My name is Mackenzie or as daddy likes to call me, “Fag.”

The truth is, from the moment that daddy responded to my first message, it became clear that he was my owner.  He was very honest from the start, informing me of his expectations and what his rules were. If this was going to work, I knew what I would have to do - anything that he told me to do.

For a short period of time, I tried to resist the enviable, that I’m daddy’s slut, fag, and ATM. It didn’t take long before daddy put me in my place, reminding me that I should be grateful to him. In the end, I couldn’t fight it any longer. I can’t get enough of daddy and I’ve made it my purpose to keep him happy - fully submitting to him. He has full control, the way it should be.