“Honing the fine skill of knowing what I want.”
I’ve been on sites like this before. Having sifted through so many subs and slaves, it seems plain that internet is not the best way to find quality people. But even after a jading amount of mediocrity, I’m still here, for the chance that cream rises to the top every so often. My experiences make it more and more clear to me what I want. While you may never learn entirely what that is, you can trust that I know how to measure what your service has to offer. I know it when I see it. My eye is clear enough to cut quickly through flaws by now, and dismiss those who are simply inadequate. This is from an inclination for stern judgment, and a practiced craft into reading people. But it is also from a developed instinct— something I find works even through cyberspace.
Entertainment still keeps my attention, sometimes indefinitely. But something much deeper wants satisfaction. “The more worthy they are, the greater Mastery they shall receive, each in their measure.” The peak would be a slave whom I could love. To possess, and train completely towards my ideal. A girl who knows her place, and what it means to be a woman belonging to a man. Subservient and obedient. Quiet and malleable. Submissive to full and comprehensive control, down to minute detail. She must be young, slender, pretty on the eyes, and sexually eager. She must understand sweetness, discretion, laughter, and be an excellent student. She must also understand insistent will, stern temper, sadistic anger, and pain. And she should play well with other girls. I reserve my best hand, for someone worthy. If ever I can find such a creature...
