I have to be patient.
I have to be patient.
I have to be patient.
I have to be patient.

I wanna send Him nudes. I want Him to adore my body. I want Him to like me. I want Him to be my Master.
I’m having doubts but i know i need to trust Him. Trust first, then obedience.

What if He doesn’t like my body anymore?
You know he does. Nothing has changed.
What if He thinks i’m too much?
He loves you.
What if this thing is only a burden for Him?
Even when he’s super busy, he makes time for you.

What if He’s not into this as much as i am?
What if i’m only a random hobby to Him?
What if…?

My eyes are filling up with tears.
I have to stop, now.
I’m imagining Him hushing me, making me calm..

That’s not how you please your Master, is it? You make Him pleased by being happy. By smiling. By being there for Him even when He doesn’t need you. You make Him happy by being His good girl.

The voice in my head helps.

Trust. Patience. Love. I have to give Him these.

He’s my everything.