Kneeling on the floor with my head bowed, I can feel the presence of my Masters. I am naked, wearing only a metal chastity cage, leather wrist and ankle cuffs, and a leather collar. It was a hard day at work, but I am finally here at their feet, more at home than I have felt in a long time.
I've been wondering this week how this all happened. I mean, yes, I've always dreamed of being a slave for a man, but as of last week, I had nearly decided to throw in the towel. I just wasn't finding any men that I found deserving of my worship and servitude. Most men were much, much older than me, or not looking for eventual ownership. Now, seemingly out of nowhere, I find myself being trained by not one Master, but two, both of whom I find extremely attractive and deserving of my total devotion. I am definitely grateful for the opportunity and my service to them is not something that I plan on taking lightly.
As a slave in training, my ultimate goal is to be owned. This will be my chronicle of that journey. This is an intense process to me, linked quite earnestly to my spirituality. Service is my religion, and my Masters are my Gods. I've always had a rather intense relationship to my service and I am happy to have found Masters who not only seem to understand that intensity but perhaps even celebrate it. I've studied widely on occult topics and my Masters are, to me, quite visible and visceral representations of the God archetype. In serving them, I serve my Gods. In learning to control my own ego, I can better focus on Their satisfaction and pleasure. In suppressing my power and vowing my chastity, obedience, and humility, I bolster Their power and dominance.
This blog is going to be so many things. It’s going to be a chronicle of my journey into slavery, and my process of becoming the best slave I can be. It’s going to be a place where I will post my thoughts on submission in general and slavery in particular. I also plan on using this blog to explore the role of ritual and worship in BDSM. I’ll also have some great links and a reading list for people wanting to learn more about the lifestyle. Thank you!
--a very lucky, and grateful, slave
I've been wondering this week how this all happened. I mean, yes, I've always dreamed of being a slave for a man, but as of last week, I had nearly decided to throw in the towel. I just wasn't finding any men that I found deserving of my worship and servitude. Most men were much, much older than me, or not looking for eventual ownership. Now, seemingly out of nowhere, I find myself being trained by not one Master, but two, both of whom I find extremely attractive and deserving of my total devotion. I am definitely grateful for the opportunity and my service to them is not something that I plan on taking lightly.
To me, it is more intense to serve a MASTER with whom I have other interests in common. Kneeling naked before a man who, in another world, might have been a friend or partner, is very different than doing the same for a random stranger with whom I have nothing in common. Feeling a Master slowly take control bit by bit is a much more erotic experience than having everything torn away the second you meet someone. It’s the breaking and then rebuilding of a slave to His specifications that has always gotten me turned on about this lifestyle. My Masters are not men who "need" to own a slave to feel complete. They are Masters whether or not they have a slave crawling behind them. Some men just seem to have a permanent aura of authority and self-discipline that I cannot help but be drawn to. It is not only my purpose in life to serve men, it is my pleasure.
As a slave in training, my ultimate goal is to be owned. This will be my chronicle of that journey. This is an intense process to me, linked quite earnestly to my spirituality. Service is my religion, and my Masters are my Gods. I've always had a rather intense relationship to my service and I am happy to have found Masters who not only seem to understand that intensity but perhaps even celebrate it. I've studied widely on occult topics and my Masters are, to me, quite visible and visceral representations of the God archetype. In serving them, I serve my Gods. In learning to control my own ego, I can better focus on Their satisfaction and pleasure. In suppressing my power and vowing my chastity, obedience, and humility, I bolster Their power and dominance.
This blog is going to be so many things. It’s going to be a chronicle of my journey into slavery, and my process of becoming the best slave I can be. It’s going to be a place where I will post my thoughts on submission in general and slavery in particular. I also plan on using this blog to explore the role of ritual and worship in BDSM. I’ll also have some great links and a reading list for people wanting to learn more about the lifestyle. Thank you!
--a very lucky, and grateful, slave
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