Never Be Good Enough

Dear Goddess,

When i read Your email today telling me that my best would never be good enough i felt quite put in my place. It reminded me of when You told me about the grading results after my completion of Your Black Female Supremacy class. You told me that although i had impressed Your assistant, i hadn't so much impressed You. It was clear then and it is more clear now, that no matter how hard i try my efforts will never satisfy You.

Rather than be discouraged by this i find myself perversely excited by Your haughty, insatiable attitude. i am desperate to please You and i know that i will run myself ragged trying to do so, even though You have made it clear that my herculean efforts will never truly impress You. Instead, You will likely dismiss my best contributions as insufficient and demand that i work harder still. And of course i will then do so, until i drop from exhaustion.

i don't know why i am explaining all this to You because You probably already know this about me, knowing me better than myself. You probably find it amusing that i will run faster every time You crack the whip particularly since You know how much it excites me to be worked like a mule by You.

And so i find myself once again on my knees, sincerely begging You to allow me to remain Your property and bitch. Although life as Your boy is extremely difficult i would have it no other way.

Your humble servant,