I am useful to my master in many ways.
Yes, he frequently uses me for his sexual desires. But my master has a wide variety of interests and I work hard to be useful in every aspect of his life.
For example, my master is an educated man who enjoys a wide variety of subjects: science, art, history, politics, you name it. He is a voracious student of all things, and he loves to discuss whatever he's currently learning.
When someone more interesting isn't available, he will discuss these topics with me. Because of this, I've spent countless hours learning as much as I can about everything. I've memorized vast amounts of content so I can discuss any topic he might want at a moment's notice. I've become a sort of human encyclopedia.
He's such an avid learner, that he's not offended at all when I know something he doesn't. In fact, he's delighted when I'm able to tell him something he didn't know before. And it makes me proud to be useful to him in this way.
Just the other day we had a fascinating conversation on the French Revolution which lasted about 2 hours.
My guess is you imagine this conversation taking place between equals. You think we're like two friends sitting on the couch. Or husbands sitting at the kitchen table. Well, you'd be VERY wrong about that. We are not friends. We are not partners. Those relationships are between equals. And my master and I are NOT equals. He is my owner and I'm his useful object.
During our recent conversation on the French Revolution I was kneeling before him and massaging his feet the entire time.
Massage is one of the many skills I've mastered to better serve him. I'm qualified to be a licensed massage therapist, but I only have one client and I would never dream of charging him a penny.
You see, he owns me. I'm his property. Whatever knowledge and skills I have belong to him. My mind, body, and soul are his. My only function in life is to serve him. I want nothing more than to be his useful object.
This is how our recent conversation ended:
"Ok. You can shut up now, boy. Lick my feet. Take your time with it. I didn't have a chance to shower after my workout so I need you to really clean them. Don't forget to get in between each toe. I'll be very disappointed they aren't completely clean by the end of this documentary."
"Yes, sir."
He turns on the television. I'm going to be busy for a while. My life is so good.
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