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Honing the Craft



Rather than reporting to my Masters' home last night, I spent the evening getting some of my own chores and errands out of the way. Even as a slave, I still have my own laundry, cleaning, and organizing, to take care of, and as I am not a 24/7 live-in slave, this requires me to spend some time at my own place for now. 

During my cleaning/organizing, I dug up my copy of Jack Rinella's book, "Becoming a Slave." Now that I am in a situation that I feel is in line with my goals as a slaveboy, I feel that a bit of self-reflection would be a good practice. I haven't read this book before, but I have heard from others who have. Some reviews are glowing, others more tepid, and still others completely scathing. I think what is most important to understand is that this is only one Master's beliefs regarding this subject. Every Master is completely different in their protocols, training styles, and viewpoints regarding slavery. In fact, just in skimming this book, I can see that Rinella does indeed acknowledge this fact multiple times. What one Master might enjoy may not be something that my Masters would enjoy.

Reading books like this and "Slavecraft" by Guy Baldwin used to depress me a bit. I would ache, wanting to be owned so badly. Now, I am grateful to be reading them as I hope to not only deepen my submission to my Masters, but to prove to them that I can be worthy of being Their owned property.

Along with reading, I try to meditate every day in order to control the ego, which is, in many ways, the enemy of the slave. As a slave, my focus should be on my Masters and what They want. My goal then is complete submission, obedience, and humility.

My Masters also have me learning skills that will help Them in Their business as well as other skills such as massage. I long to be useful to Them in all ways and am grateful that They see enough potential in my service to take the time to steer me in the right direction.


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