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	About CGLDMS UPDATE I have come to a hard decision that do to the reality of our current world and trying to maintain a healthy household and family I must make the responsible choice of abstaining myself. To try and start any relationship in person would just be too complicated and risky to my health and the health of my family. Therefore, until I say otherwise, any and all interactions I make here will be strictly online. There will be no in-person interactions with me. I am a Daddy, and in so being I love to spoil, I love to comfort, I love to cuddle, and I love to guide and be understanding and doting. I love to be held and cuddled, I love for little girls to fully express themselves as little girls (play dress up, play with dolls, run around, be childish, color and draw, watch cartoons, fidget, pout, smile, giggle, and just be a kid). Such things excites me, warms my heart, and even arouses me. Yes I mingle age-play with sex. If you cant handle that oh well. However, as a Daddy I take care of my little girls and try my best not to hurt or harm them (except when discipline is necessary), and this in turn is true with sexual play. I will go so far as to say I am gentle and slow (especially if we are playing with little virgins). So if this is an issue move along. I am a Master as well. I can be strict, stern, unbending and unyielding. I am demanding, and I hold those who I grow to love andcherishto a much high degree and standard than people on the street. My expectations of you grow the more you prove yourself and impress me. I can also be considered an Owner because I place myself at a different level as my slaves or property. Come to me seeking Ownership, you are stripping yourself of the pride that comes with independence and humanity. You become whatever I wish you to be nothing more, nothing less. I do not expect the transition from human to slaveproperty to be instantaneous it will be filled with peril, possibly heartache and miserable realization however, this is all to bring out your true potential and to serve me 110, without hesitation, without attitude, without doubt, and definitely without disdain. You are my slave because that is your purpose, and you can no more decide your purpose than you can decide your own heart rate. Therefore as a Master I seek only true slave true slaves being those who recognize that living a vanilla life or being the vanilla woman does not fit them to the point where it drives them insane. Service is their calling and their natural state of being, and my role and purpose - which I take great pride and pleasure in fulfilling - is to expound on that, grow it, nurture it, and fulfill your role as you were born to be. I am a Sadist as well. Being a Sadist means that the very buttons you wish not to be pushed will be pushed - be it regularly or intermittently - all for the sake of your displeasure. As a sadist I push buttons and push boundaries period. Whatever you do not like done will be done whatever you prefer doing will be stripped from you just to see that look in your eyes of the realization of the reality you are now in. A sadist derives no pleasure from someones pleasure they derive pleasure from anothers pain, period. Physical pain, psychological pain, emotional pain, it makes no difference. Your discomfort at the moment is my goal. The only motivation for not completely destroying you is the desire to keep you to play with you more. Bastard is a term my last slave came up with. To her I was a Bastard because I would point out her flaws, her shortcomings, and all her negativity, and twist it into her, toying with her, all for my enjoyment as well as to elicit a reaction. It would be akin to the more Beastly side the primal need and desire to mate and conquer, but in an intelligent and primal fashion. These facets make up my being within the lifestyle. I encompass all of them not one single trait outweighs the other as a whole, though which aspects comes out more depends on what is happening. I am a Daddy when it is appropriate I am a Master when it is appropriate and I am a Sadist when it is appropriate. Well okay, this did not turn out to be as short as I expected, but it certainly was not all sweetness. I speak my soul, and this is who I am, though even these are just three of my facets. To know more, simply ask )

Through my years in the lifestyle I have changed. My evolution was do directly from the interactions I made, particularly with other subs, slaves, and switches. Below is an old profile description I received from a slave I was dating. It describes her history and growth into the slave she later became. If the writing below speaks to you, then you are indeed someone I wish to get to know better.

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In my life I have always been sustained by fulfilling my personal need for significance. Since I became an adult, about the age of 12, personal significance was paramount to my intrinsic motivation for life. However like all sane human beings, I have always recognized the severe limitations that any one individual can attain in personal significance. These limitations exist universally for everyone for two reasons. The first is the nature of the passage of time. No matter how great a name a man/woman might have had 4500 years ago it is highly doubtful that any on of will know their name today. The second reason is based on the vast quantity of humans that fill the earth at any one time. While many of us know and recognize the name of Hillary Clinton, I imagine there are 500 people for every one of who have never heard the name in the recess of Africa or Asia where the bulk of the 6,000,000,000 people on the earth reside. Therefore the capacity of any single individual has to have significance is severely limited.

That being said, and understood implicitly by me from an early age, I have never sought to obtain any significance through the esteem or recognition of others. To attempt to do so has always seemed like an entirely futile effort. Money also holds no significance for me, as power, which ultimately is the purpose of money, can never truly be enough to actually achieve true significance from. My significance originates from my allegiance to myself. It comes from my being and remaining true to myself. It is this mantle that allows me to have and be significant in my life.

For all intents and purposes I became an adult at age twelve. That was the year I got my period. That was the year I lost my virginity. It was the year I stopped peeing in the bed. It was the year I gained 180 pounds. For it was the year that I finally came to understand that I was the only one who was always going to be there for me. I knew I had to be big enough to care for myself so I got big enough. Toward the end of that year I began to ponder my significance. I studied, I analyzed, I mused and I pondered. I questioned everyone, my teachers, my mother, my friends, even strangers on the street. What was my significance? Where did it originate from? Why do people work all of their lives if all they are going to do is to die? Why was I born a woman and not a man; white and not black; in the 20th century and not the 15th or the 1st? What part of my body is truly me? If I cut off my hand, am I still me? If I cut off a leg, still I remain. If I get a mechanical heart still I am me…even parts of the brain can be removed and still I exist and function. So what part of this body is actually me?

It was at thirteen that I first began worshiping. I discovered my first "religious" experience. This was my first taste of slavery; the first revealing of myself to me; the first glimpse of significance.

The church was at that time considered a cult. But the philosophy was all encompassing. It stated and resonated in my soul that we are created to worship; to devote ourselves fully; to lay down at the alter of our God all ego, all desire, all hunger and all pride. We are to pour out our very self and become truly s of worship, defined and designed by His will. It was absolute and it took all of me. It satisfied every one of my questions and provided for me my source of significance. It defined what I knew to be true about myself.

For eight years my slavery was expressed in devotion and worship to God. He is the of worship that is so exalted by our faith that he can never be tarnished by impurities. His feet will never be clay. Because we believe by faith that he is perfect, therefore he perfectly deserves our absolute devotion, sacrifice and worship. For God I gave all, I became all. I was significant because I loved him, because I was devoted, because I gave everything. I loved and cherished on the alter of my worship of him. I was his slave. I fulfilled the essence of who I am by giving myself over to being a pure of adoration and worship. It was by my laying my ego, my will, my purpose, and my choice on the alter of worship and devotion to my Lord that I was made complete.

The downfall of being a slave to God and God alone is that the only source of your strength or self-discipline comes from your faith. All of the strength; all of the discipline; all of the power to remain devout comes from you and you alone.

Yet while I did not and still do not have within me the self-control to offer perfect obedience and absolute surrender, my significance of my life, the truth of my being was revealed to me way back then. I am a slave. I was created to worship, to offer every fiber of my being for the pleasure, use and value of He whom I worship.

At 21 years of age I learned the name of my nature. I encountered a Master who sat down across from me and my first husband and explained to him that his wife was a slave. He knew me as He knew Himself. His words, the truth, resonated within what I already knew of myself. This ignited a hope that I could breech that with the church fell short of. I could see that as a slave I could worship a man, my Master, and His strength and His discipline could couple with my nature to create the perfect ying to my yang. I remember it was He who first showed me that symbol and used it to explain to me the nature of Dominance and submission.

Within two months my marriage had ended and I was serving the first of two Masters I would have at that time. The first I served for two years, the second for one. During that time I lived utterly true to myself and had genuine significance. But society does not approve of being true to oneself and the pressure to compromise, to fit in, grew and grew.

With my first son entering kindergarten I began to fear the cost my significance would wreak on his life and I determined again to try to turn my devotion to God, the one socially acceptable place to worship. The one place society has left for a being, born with a slave nature.

I married and threw myself into the church. This time it was the church of Christianity. Years passed and two cracks began to crumble the facade I was living behind. The first originated within the institution of the church itself. It was that of hypocrisy. It mattered not at all which flavor of Christianity I tried. Repeatedly the ever present hypocrisy of the church broke the alter upon which my devotion was poured.

The second was that the compromise I made of not being true to myself eventually erased all vestiges of who I knew myself to be. I had no significance. My motivation to grow, to breathe, to live waxed and weakened until death began to be something I yearned for daily.

To live I had to again find my significance. I had to begin to regain adherence to myself, to the truth of who I was. I no longer sought to worship and offer my enslavement to a religion. After realizing that by compromising my significance to satisfy the standards of society by again turning my worship solely to God I was losing my soul, I sought out and was taken by my former Owner.

He was, I believed, an Owner who was true to Himself. For three years I worshipped from the deepest recesses of my soul. I poured out my bein

Through my years in the lifestyle I have changed. My evolution was do directly from the interactions I made, particularly with other subs, slaves, and switches. Below is an article I received from a slave I was dating. To her it best describes her feelings of slaves. To me, if the article below speaks to you, then you are indeed someone I wish to get to know better. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX Some women are born to be slaves. Some women are meant to be born again, as slaves. There exists a natural development process that prepares a woman, and ultimately provides her a BIRTH to slavery. The BIRTH of a slave "frees" a woman to experience all the joys, pleasures, strength and pride of slavery. The BIRTH is the beginning of a woman's permanent and very legitimate life, and lifestyle, as a slave. Physical S/M provides the energy, along with the motivation and the "truth," that causes a woman to be BORN a slave. A BORN slave knows, forever, that she is a slave, and never again has to remember, or be reminded, that she is one. The special women meant to be slaves sense the need to serve at an early age. Others, through frustration, developed over the years, know that their lives just don't make sense when they aren't functioning in slavery, in service, in a special and designated way. Some compelling force, inside, causes our attraction to slavery. The mores, the culture, of our present-day society doesn't, however, recognize slavery as a legitimate pursuit. A slave is a completely separate and distinct creature on earth. It isn't a human who acts like a slave. The slave animal has characteristics unique to, and in common with, only other slaves. They possess characteristics which aren't (and can't be) trained into a woman, but which are present in all women who have been BORN a slave. Training only discovers the slave within, it doesn't create it, and it doesn't define it. A lack of understanding or knowledge of the true nature and existence of these special animals, who are slaves and are no longer human, has caused women meant to be slaves to seek and submit to all sorts of experiences. Some have been fortunate to find a caring Master who has instincts about the potential and value of a slave. Women have exposed themselves to very unfulfilling or dangerous circumstances that don't develop who a slave really is. There is about the real and complete process by which a woman permanently gives up being a human to be something better, BEING BORN A SLAVE. There is for the woman for whom "acting" like a slave is not enough, the process by which either novice or well-trained slaves find their full, final identity that distinguishes them from all the rest of the women in the world, and supplies them with invincible self-esteem that is virtually unequaled by other women. Slavery BIRTH is a natural, growth process, based on S/M, that redefines who a woman is, how she thinks, and how she lives. Just like being gay, some women are born to their genetic parents, meant to grow up and destined to be slave. To become a slave animal, replacing the human animal, a woman must be BORN a second time. This time, however, there is only one "parent", the SlaveMaster. Just as you can have only one natural father, a woman can only be born to one woman who is forever her Owner. The relationship formed at BIRTH between a slave and her SlaveMaster is life long. The BIRTH is no less eventful and dramatic than the original genetic birth. Their slave training and BIRTH process is the ultimate step for a woman serious enough about herself and her slavery, honest enough with herself to accept who she is, and courageous enough to do something about it. BORN slavery is for the woman for whom life is incomplete without the permanence of slavery. There are some very good "performance" slaves in there world. These women, through mutual consent, or by contract, have agreed to take on, accept a role of slavery. Those who take the role seriously, allow their attitudes to change over time, to become slave-like. T hat makes a woman valuable and worth owning. Performance slavery probably plays a valuable place in our S/M society. It allows for slavery that can be on-again, off-again. It allows for Masters to take a slave and abandon him at will. It allows for slavery one night at a time. Some women want to confine their activity to predetermined circumstances such as these. Certainly, no criticism is intended for such women. Any woman who is willing to accept the role of a slave, under any circumstance, is worthy of note. Such women are very endearing, and typically very caring, and pleasurable. When a woman is BORN, however, she gives up being human. She becomes something far superior to who she was when burdened with human limitations. she becomes SLAVE. A slave cannot become slave, without someone to be a slave to, just as no child can be born without parents. A BORN slave is born to her SlaveMaster. A SlaveMaster cannot be a SlaveMaster without slaves, and a slave cannot be a slave without a SlaveMaster. It must be a permanent and continuing relationship, even more critical than a child's relationship to her parents. It is far more intimate, and a slave never outgrows the relationship. The benefits continue to expand over time. Similarly, no matter what a child does with and during her life, security, identity, and strength continues to be derived from her parents, with knowledge of their love and support throughout life. For a slave, the SlaveMaster is that continuous source of strength and guidance, and much more! A BORN slave lives every second of her life with the self image of "slave." The slave's security comes from having a "family" to which she will always belong. Some performance slaves are lucky enough to have long-term Masters. They can develop the same sense of self-identity over time, but still can be sold, exchanged, or simply dropped if the Master so decides. By comparison, a SlaveMaster owns the slave for so long as she lives. A BORN slave may be assigned by her SlaveMaster to serve another, who becomes her Master, but she serves the Master in service to her SlaveMaster. More completely than owning property, a slave is owned in the same way that the SlaveMaster owns his own hand. A slave is a part of the SlaveMaster's body. Every aspect of the relationship between a slave and her SlaveMaster is absolutely and identically the same as that between a woman and her body. The slave takes her identity from her SlaveMaster. The SlaveMaster expaspects the same obedience from his slave that he does from his hand, and as he would from any part of his body. The SlaveMaster cares for and identifies with the slave, as he does his own hand, and would never do anything with his hand, or his slave, that is not in its best interest. Likewise, the slave provides her SlaveMaster with information, just as the SlaveMaster's hand would provide information that the hand receives. However, in the same way as a slave, the hand would not, and can not, question what a man does with his own hand. Nor is the hand functional if given away. The bond, and the relationship, is permanent, and for life. When slaves are BORN, they are made clear about their purpose and destiny in life. It is part of the gift of slavery. Two of the first three slaves BORN to me were assigned to other women, their Masters. Those two slaves have lived with those Women, and have been their slaves. It is what was meant to happen for those slaves at the time of their BIRTH. However, life's circumstances can and do change over time, and what is to be done with a woman who is a BORN slave, is different for each woman. A SlaveMaster is on the same side as his slave and must know what she is doing. He controls his slave's life. Where a man and his BORN slave stand together, only one man stands. A slave is part of her SlaveMaster, in every way. Each order must,

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