I am a dominant man. I am just that. I am not dominant because of any superiority on my part. Not because I feel I am more intelligent, or wiser. I am not dominant because of the strength or mass of my body. I am not, nor would I want to be, dominant with all women. Yet to you, I am your Master.
I am your Master only after earning your trust and embracing your submission. I have looked into your heart and mind and have seen your desires and passions. You have thrown away your
fears and inhibitions. You have told me of the needs of your heart, mind and body and given me access to your soul -- I accept that honor and responsibility.
We are not equal. You are a woman, and you are not weak or inferior because of it. You are a treasure to be cherished. I am a man, and have strength of body, mind and the instinctive need to protect, possess, defend and provide for you. Your needs and desires encourage and give purpose to my efforts. We are halves of a whole. We compliment each other, and together, are complete. My desire to dominate you is instinctive and not to degrade you, nor is it degrading to you because you are as secure in your femininity as I am secure in my masculinity. We each recognize and accept our roles, worth and needs, as well as our desire to trust the other to fulfill those needs.
You are sure, strong and proud in your womanhood. You do not submit as acceptance of inferiority, but from strength and passion. You expect a man to stand strong and be a man. You desire and flourish in his strength, control and masculinity -- and in return, you present control of your heart, mind, body, and soul with unconditional trust, honesty, and the faithfulness of your heart. I have listened to your words with both my ears and my heart, and by opening myself and my soul to you, I have earned your submission and trust. You have given me a treasure... you have given me dominance over you.
What you give is not abnormal, but pure, natural and the rarest of gifts a woman can give to a man. You have given me
complete and unwavering assurance of your commitment to me, and to us.
Your submission is both a magnificent gift and sacred responsibility, one that I accept from you with both humility and joy. I understand the rarity and purity of this gift -- that it is your body and soul, and your heart and mind. When you kneel before me, know that in my heart and in my eyes, you are raised above all woman and all treasures. What you give to me freely can not be bought, and that which circles and
adorns your neck as a symbol of your ownership and commitment, so too circles and surrounds my heart.
