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you do not know what to make of these feelings. you have not talked to close friends about them for fear of alienating them. you may have tried writing about them but then you tore up, burned the paper, deleted the files on which you wrote them for fear of being discovered. It has become difficult to impossible for you to sleep without being literally consumed by these thoughts. Where once they were fearful and strange, now they are far beyond normal; they are desirable in the extreme. you long for the elixir of utter submission, for nothing else can quench this thirst, no other food can vitiate the pangs of this insatiable inner hunger. Where once you merely had nitemares of this kind of enthrallment, now your worst dreams are that it may not happen at all. I understand all of this and more, for I am He whom you so ardently, desperately and abjectly seek.
As One hereabouts has thoughtfully shared, precise, standardized definitions matter, to wit:
Slave: a person who is the property of and wholly subject to another: a bond servant
A person entirely under the domination of some influence or person
Submissive: inclined or ready to submit unresistingly or humbly obedient: submissive servants
I do not "play." Be for real; come from the truth. I listen as well as speak, protect as well as direct, repay service with the reward of responsible, responsive hegemony and Overlordship.
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