Got to talk to MissEleanor last night. Even just speaking to her, I feel a wave of obedience wash over me. Filled with such excitement at just seeing that she is typing something back to me. Excited because I love her words. MissEleanor's words fill my mind and echo within it. It feels so amazing. So calm and relaxed. She was pleased with me last night so I was allowed to play with my self until I cummed for her. I was then to eat my cum again for her. I am beginning to like the taste of my cum. It tastes like obedience. It tastes like devotion. I want to always devote myself to MissEleanor. I want to always eat my cum for her. With her words contantly looping over and over and over in my mind. My mind is empty except for her words and orders. I love every second of it. My mind belongs to MissEleanor. I love my Mistress. I will do anything for my Mistress. It is difficult for me to write a really long journal because I can only think of obeying MissEleanor. It is hard to put things into words because my mind has been completely taken over by her words. All my thoughts are now her suggestions and orders. Even typing this at the moment is causing me to shake with horniness because I am doing something she told me to do. Because obedience is pleasure. Pleasure is obedience. I love to obey MissEleanor