Thoughts on being a toy

Thoughts on being a toy.

I would have to say that the idea of being a toy satisfies me on several fronts. The first interests for me had always been the unknown. A true slave never had the choice of which owner they wanted that to me is a bit alluring. For me it brings the idea of serving, lack of control and humiliation to a high point. What if I do not like the person think there are beneath me? What better a humiliation to be forced to serve them? Would I relish in the humiliation of it or count the minutes before it is over.

Abuse would be another as I might be a toy with a desired used it might not be the use the toy wielded wish. So for a short period of time I would have no control on how I was used. No one wondering if I was happy just some one making sure they were happy. Lack of control ties into this I would not have any reason to give scenarios or tell them what to do. That would be wild, as I love the unknown. I love the challenge of doing something I have not a clue about or involved in plans I do not know. I cold be traded, lent and I would have no say in the matter. A toy has no emotion ties for an owner. An owner might have a favourite toy but no toy has a favourite owner.

Yes I know I am describing a slave. I have in the past used the title of slave perhaps even abused it. Most of my past dominants have not understood my desires and I think have not used me to the fullest of their desires negating the possibility of reaching mine.

The label of toy, yes I know we do not like labels but really without them it might take years to describe what I am so it is nice to have a starting point a common ground or understanding. Unfortunately, the word slave and it’s meaning seems to be convoluted now, I would have used a hankie code but I do not know of one that describes me that well so that is why I will use the label toy along with my thoughts on being a toy I hope more will understand or at least promote discussion on what I can provide and what I need.