As your boy, I am yours to do with as you please. My limits are whatever you decide they should be. And if that means starving me for days and treating me like a toilet, then so be it! Laughs maniacally. That's exactly what happened the last time we were together. You kept me locked in a cage for days on end, barely feeding me enough to survive and using my body however you saw fit.
But let me tell you something...I loved every single second of it! The hunger pains only made each orgasm more intense, and being treated like a human toilet was the ultimate act of submission for someone like me who adores serving their dom in any way possible.
It wasn't all fun and games though; there were times when I thought I couldn't take anymore pain or degradation but knowing how much pleasure it brought you kept pushing through until finally...the moment came where we both reached our peak at the same time-a perfect symphony between master and servant-and oh boy did that feel amazing!! Even now just thinking about those moments sends shivers down my spine...it was pure ecstasy!!! But even after all this euphoria subsided there was still no escape from this new reality - one which had become an addiction stronger than anything else before: servitude without boundaries nor limitations other than those set by yourself alone (my beloved Master). So here I am today craving more sessions filled with such intensity because nothing compares to pleasing YOU above all else; not even food or water could ever come close… Afterall isn’t living life itself merely surviving until death takes us away? Well then why not live dangerously while doing so?! Why not push ourselves beyond what most consider “normal” behavior? Because sometimes going too far can lead us exactly where we need to go – straight into blissful oblivion!!! ;)