I live as the devote, obedient, and fully submissive inferior Asian slave to my owner. The purpose of my existence is to obey, to serve, to be used, and to continue to improve myself to be more pleasing to my owner. 

I was once a bored housewife, a lost soul who wandered in the desolation of my lonely heart. And though I was living a well-heeled middle class life with my dotish ex husband, with a dog, two cats and two children, I always felt, deep inside the vestibule to the chamber of my heart, that I was waiting for something. I was trembling with desire for the chance of some “event”,

Everyday, as the monotone of Monday to Friday to the weekend passed by me in the same, immovable nothingness, I was waiting; like a shipwrecked sailor I was waiting for my savior. Everyday as I fell asleep I was turning my despairing eyes upon the solitude of my mundane life. I wanted to be seeking for excitement, for meaning, for raw emotion and for sexual awakening. 

My current owner is my third husband, and he is by far the most cruel, most dominant and most sadistic, and yet he is also the one who turns me on the most. I do not know what ancient spell he has cast upon me, or what magical wind has brought his presence into my life, and toward what tempestuous shore he would eventually deliver me, whether it be total wreckage, eternal bliss, or abysmal hades, all I know is that, in my new life now, each morning, as I lay awake in my bed, I listen to every sound he makes, I spring up with a start, full attention to obey him at the snap of his finger. And when he leaves me, I feel the sun set inside my heart, and I long for the hour when he would return again. He has turned me into his giddy baby girl, and he consumes my entire being with a lust for romance, sex, adventure, and danger. 

Ever since meeting him, I’ve quit my boring job and I’m now actively training to become his personal sex object. My owner beats me everyday and makes me have sex with him and his buddies in the most humiliating way possible. My owner is a multi-millionaire and has his own yacht and island in the Caribeeans, and I’m just one of the many sex slaves that he owns, but I’m not jealous, because I’m just lucky to be chosen by him. 

In addition to the humiliating sex and daily beatings, I have also started body modification. 

My body modification so far:

Hair bleached and dyed blonde. 

This has been the easiest and least painful modification that I was required to do. And it was something that I have always dreamd of doing. I’m a quarter Caucasian from my father’s side and with the bleached blonde hair, I can easily pass as a white woman, and yet the movement someone exposes me for being Asian, I feel so worthless and inferior and it makes me feel so natural as I get on my knees and start sucking my owners’ pure-white cocks. 

Full body laser hair removal. 

This is required for every girl who wants to become his slave, and even though they advertised the process as painless, it was actually still very painful. The laser literally burns aways the root of my hair out of every pore of my body. I felt like being poked by a thousand needles. My owner explained to me that his slut would never be allowed to grow hair on her cunt, under armpit, or anywhere else, and that was why laser hair removal was necessary.

Nipple piercings. Labia piercings and cllit hood piercings.  

The piercings were necessary because my owner liked to have my pussy locked with locks, tagged, and sometimes he liked to attach bells, rings, and other trinkets to humiliate me. At first I was scared about the pain but the idea of wearing my owner’s lock in ny cunt lips, having my owner’s bells attached to my nipples, and the idea of being completely owned for my owner’s sake, all of those thoughts made me horny and on the day when I was being pierced, as I was strapped to the operating table, completely naked, as the pain shot through my body, I spasmed and had multiple orgasms as I was being “operated” on.

Each of my body modification further dehumanizes me and erases the me that I used I to be, and every change of my body makes me feel dumber, and yet hotter, and easier to fuck. Gradually, I’m now being ruined forever. I can never go back to my old, normal life again, and yet I love it. 

Even as I’m writing this now, I can’t wait for my owner to come back and administer my punishment, using my holes and turning me into the cum dump whore that I’ve always dreamed of becoming, and I will be sharing with you every step of my journey into my new life.