**If I checked your profile and found you to be outside the age limits or of the opposite sex, please don't flame me for it. I figured that this poetic piece I have written below, would be a good for a slave to know a bit amount me as a Master, and how an M/s relationship would begin. Before you read it, please know that I am willing to start an online relationship with someone. This relationship must allow for visual appearance. Age limits are between 23 and 35 years of age. I'm not attracted to BBW's. Please respect this choice, and don't criticize me for being shallow.
What the Master saw before him was a delicacy willing to be taken for a prize. The girl in front of him was anxious to meet someone who could mold her into something that a Master would want. The Master asks the girl, 'What are your limits my dear? The girl sitting on a stool with legs spread and hands behind her back looked at him with quivering eyes and says "I do not know, Sir." The Master levels the girls' head to his so that they are looking eye to eye. He stares into her eyes looking for any sign of her not telling the truth. The Master asks her another question; "What do you want to become my dear?" The girl answers back with; "I wish to become a slave Sir. I wish to be taught on how to please my Master and obey every command that has been imposed on me." He walks around the girl slowly, looking at every curve on her body. He thinks of how every curve would look with a splash of red colour, properly introduced from the tassels of a flogging implement if the girl was to ever disobey an order. The Master pulls out a few items for the girl to look at, to see if her eyes open wide with curiosity. Sitting on a rolling table are these items: A collar with leash, Velcro hogtie kit, handcuffs, heavy duty duct tape, flogger, horse crop, and a bed restraint kit. He asks the girl to point to an item that may interest her. She slowly points at the collar. The Master says; "Well my dear, that right there is your ticket to being a Masters' property. A collar is a symbol of ownership and can only be worn if a slave choose to be property to her Master. If you go to reach for it, you must remember that this is a sign of you wanting to be my property." The girl continues to eye the collar and bites her lower lip, wondering if she is what she truly wants for herself. She reaches for the collar and takes it off the table with both hands. The collar is soft to the touch, and wouldn't hurt her if it was put on around her neck. She says to him; "Sir, if I put this on, will you promise to me that I will be your only girl? You won't share me with others during my training and you will teach me to obey and punish me appropriately if I disobey?" The Master says; "Yes my dear, I promise to you all the things that you have just asked. Remember now that the road to becoming a slave is not an easy one. You will feel a lot of pain on certain areas of your body, some more sensitive than others. You will probably be put through embarrassing situations that you will not like. Once that collar is placed on you, there is no turning back on your ownership -- unless absolutely necessary." She looks at the collar, going over thoughts in her head. She asks herself if she can really endure what lies ahead of her once the collar has been placed around her neck. She hands the collar to him and says "Sir, please take this one as your slave. Teach me what I must know to serve you best." The Master takes the collar and places it around her neck and snaps it into place. He tells his new-found slave to stand, spread her legs, and keep her hands behind her back. He reaches for the hinged handcuffs and places them on her wrists, locking them together tightly. He steps in front of the slave and puts his left hand between her legs to cup her sex firmly and states to her in a firm tone of voice; "Today my dear, you have given yourself to be taken as my slave. You are not allowed to be with any other man during your training and you will not have permissions for anything unless you ask. You will wear what I allow you wear while in my presence and you will not deter from it. Any command that you disobey will be dealt with in a strict manner. From now on my dear, you will address me as Master." The girl bows her head before him and says in a soft tone; "Yes, Master. Please do with me as you wish." If what you read has you dripping wet in your panties, feel free to give me shout and ask me anything that you wish.