Assignment for 28th of June 2011

Synopsis:
i was given a freehand writing assignment

Assignment:
i guess i shall freehand a little about some of my fantasies, and hopes with being a submissive.
Miss already knows how i wish to have my hair and eye brows shaved off. i do wish You choose to do it in an embarrassing fashion for me. When i did this to a sub i pinned her to a sybian, forcing her to orgasm right through her humiliation. i know Miss will find Her own way to do this and i know it will be amazing. Oooo maybe before i get shaved, You could shave a mohawk into my head, or a pixie cut so Miss can see me in a few different styles. i have kind of wanted to get a pixie cut...then i could dress as tomboyish as possible. i can bind my breasts with the cling film, then wear a strap on, and dress as much like a boy as possible. Then go to the clubs dressed like a boi lol.
Another one of my fantasies is to be a breeder girl for my Miss. To be made to lay there, masked, gagged, blindfolded, and ear plugged. Bound so i cannot move or see who is there. Then have a group of males selected by Miss, each come up to use me, and cum inside of. This way i will not be sure who the people are and even less of a clue who the father will be. Then be forced to go through with the whole pregnancy to produce Miss with the You wish.
My hopes are to be able to become Your property. To strip to naked, except my collar every time i speak to You online. i have never been anyone's submissive before, let alone someone's personal slut. Nor have i ever had to go through assignments to prove my worth and beat out competition. i keep feeling compelled to working as hard as i can, to pass onto the next level and hopefully becoming Miss'.i do believe i am enjoying the feel of acceptance, and enjoying the feel of pride i get for making You happy. This makes me want to please You even more in hopes You will keep me. My mind and body are becoming Your's, i am loving the humiliation You present, my mind always has images of You flash through, and when i think of being a serving the only thing i can see is serving, knelt at Your feet.