I represent an incomplete concept, the completion to which is fellow user badbabykittytoy. He explains what we are doing better than I could.

Eating cold scraps from the table, fetching your slippers, licking your feet, drinking your piss, servicing you, being made to sleep on the floor, being punished for all sorts of bad actions and broken little rules...these are a few of our favorite things. In the big heap of life, we just want to be treated like we're at the bottom of the pile, like we're bad little sissy girls, and deserving of any punishment you might like to put upon us. Inside we are weak and small. We are waiting for somebody to bring that side of us out into the external. This idea excites us in so many ways, and we're looking forward to the contact that this brings us.