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| I have a house and have built a life that is comfortable. I know myself well enough to know my own strengths and flaws. If you think I shouldn't have any flaws, then please pass me by. I don't have any children and I' m not married. No ex-wives, either.
I am a sadist. I love "intimate violence", which is a phrase I am borrowing from someone else. It's not about the amount of pain inflicted, it's about the response of the slave's flesh and soul.
Just to be clear: I'm not a good person. I want to hear a slave's fears, because I want to exploit them. I want to to hear her hopes and dreams, because I want to crush them. I like diving into the darkness, if that's what you crave, we might do well together. I don't want to 'play', I want to drive you to the edge of the cliff and see if you can hang on by your fingernails. While I'm stepping on them.
You must identify as a slave, someone who cannot be otherwise. I want to possess all that is there. I want use it all for my pleasure, whether it is horrible or divine. You need to be able to expose it all so I can take it. I must have it all. All of that which is inside of you. If you can't expose everything, then do not begin at all.
I am not your husband or boyfriend. I expect obedience, and believe in discipline. A slave without punishment is not a slave. That means pain that makes you remember each event of punishment and to never repeat it. This is how cunts learn, with the belt.
I expect you to pay attention. I expect you to use your brain, but use it to serve me, and over time, to stop using it for anything else but to serve me. I will tell you what I like and you will learn it in your heart over time.
I desire a deeply ritualistic form of worship from a slave, one that gives her structure and motivation throughout the day. One that rewards her with joy as well as reinforces her discipline. This is how cunts prosper, with devotion.
Devotional mind control is a favorite of mine. You might call it brainwashing.
I love seeing a slave sacrifice everything about themselves to serve me. There could be lots of reasons. You could be a very smart woman who just wants to turn her brain off. You could be a very, very submissive woman who just gets off on total obedience. Maybe you made some bad choices and realize you need this kind of structure. There are as many reasons as there are slaves.
There are many parts of being a slave that are frustrating and difficult, boring and uninteresting. There is a lot of waiting involved. But for those who cannot be any other way, then it is ultimately rewarding to them, and to me.
Things that I like that might be too much for you: canes, breath play, humiliation and degradation....and more...
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