i am deeply devoted to this man.  He saved my life.  No doubt, no question.

He is also very good at keeping me stimulated.  I am a very extreme person.  I enjoy virtually anything that demonstrates my subordination.  

As a result, Master has had me do many things to demonstrate this over the years.

One of the most humiliating tests was to make me put on my makeup in complete darkness.  I could not see anything.  No colors or the lines I was making or anything.  

Once I was done putting on my makeup and getting dressed (in the same fashion)  we would go out on the town, bar hopping, or out to eat, maybe to a concert. I was not allowed to see myself until we got home.  All the time, Iwould be acting all normal and talking to people and having fun.  Then I woould get home and see that I had two dfferent colors of eye-shadow on.  It didn't matter a whole lot because it was all fucked up anyway.  I was out all night acting normal, but my makeup looked like I had a mental disoder.  

Keeping me from seeing my makeup made the anticipation last all night.  It was like anticipating the needle at the doctor's office, but it lasted for hours and hours.  You knew the needle was there in his hand.  You knew it was huge and was going to hurt.  But he just keeps leading you on and on and on and never using the needle.  But the whole time, you KNEW he was going to use it at some point.