surprise, surprise

i'm often the recipient of unexpected, abrupt changes. my owner is the master of the sudden choke-hold, the smile-to-slap, the tone change from laughter to coldness. i've learned that assuming anything is dangerous, so in a way, i suppose i'm always on my guard with him.

that makes it sound negative, which it isn't. it actually serves to keep me motivated, correct. which doesn't always succeed (i'm human, and by my nature, imperfect), but i love knowing that i don't know when he'll do anything. some events i've been completely unprepared for - for some, this might instill a level of distrust about what could happen, but for me it rather instills a sense that while the activity might be less obvious, i always need to be prepared for, well, anything.

he's always been like this. since day one. i think he enjoys the inevitable look of shock on my face, because it still happens despite my preparation, again and again. and i gotta say, i'm never bored.

some girls want chocolates and sweet whispered nothings. i like face slaps and being an owned cunt. i'm getting what i want, despite the fact that it's not the priority. there you have it. i've never been happier.