Owned Between the Shelves
Shoppers pass by, carts rattle, voices echo down the aisles… and then there’s you, trembling, carrying a secret that’s about to spill from your lips. Today’s task isn’t about what you wear, it’s about what you say. You’re going to speak your truth out loud in an empty aisle and confess who really owns you.
The Dare
Find a store. Walk slowly through the aisles until you spot one that’s empty, no shoppers, no staff, just you and the shelves. Stand there for a moment, heart pounding, making sure you’re alone.
Then take a breath, part your lips, and say it out loud, clear enough for the sound to bounce off the shelves:
“Mistress owns me.”
Living the Dare
The first whisper won’t be enough. You’ll think it doesn’t count, that it’s too quiet, that nobody could have heard. That’s exactly why I want you to say it again, just a little louder.
The emptiness of the aisle will make it echo, will make it feel dangerous, like the whole store could suddenly hear. The thought of someone turning the corner while the words are still leaving your mouth will make your body shake.
And yet, you’ll do it. Because obedience isn’t safe. Obedience is blushy, humiliating, and unforgettable.
How You’ll Feel
Your cheeks will burn, your heart will hammer in your chest, and your voice will feel like it doesn’t even belong to you. But in that moment, sissy, the words will sink deeper than ever before.
You’ll realize that your obedience isn’t just private it’s something you can confess to the world, even if no one hears but the shelves and the silence. And that mix of fear, thrill, and surrender will leave you wet, trembling, and proud.
Final Push
You must say it three times in total, once softly, once louder, and once in a tone that leaves no doubt. After the third, pause, bite your lip, and smile. You just told the world who owns you, even if no one else was there.
When you leave the store, whisper to yourself one last time: “I obeyed, Mistress.”
Command
Do it this week. Find your empty aisle, open your mouth, and confess out loud: Mistress owns me.