I want to become a real slave. Can you teach me, please?
I am aware that some people are... better than me. I realize that, maybe, they don't respect me as much as I respect them, but I still have the desire to be close to them.
Do you identify as superior? Then, I am willing to go far to be close to you. I would do a lot to serve, and to please. And I am willing to learn, and to adapt to best suit your wishes and desires. I know that you have standards. I will strive hard to meet them, and I am willing to accept even harsh punishment in the event that I turn out to be a disappointment.
In fact, I would love it if you break me to the point where I don't even think of disobedience any longer. Where I keep my nose to the floor while in your presence and never dare to raise it higher than your ankles. Where I have really, truly understood my station in life and realize that gazing at your body is not a privilege I have.
I want to wait for you at the door when you come home, on my knees, wagging my tail in utter joy to see my owner. Knowing that seeing you is the absolute highlight of my day; being allowed in your presence is all I live for, crawling on the floor in front of you, licking your boots in utter subservience and dedication.
I dream of being controlled completely and at all times. Where I am, and what I wear. What I do, what I eat, how I spend my money. Maybe even how I think and whom I talk to.
But I am also afraid to submit so much...