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If you are mine then your use is at my discretion. If it serves Me to have you sexually active with others than it will be. If you give yourself to Me then you will have to satisfy my needs (not only sexual) and while you are miles away it may serve Me to use a surrogate or two. However I will respect certain boundries and/or limitations until such a time comes when you are mine, completely and irrevocably mine. |
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Do not hesitate or withhold anything from Me. Tell Me everything and anything you desire. There is nothing you can say that could make Me want you less. I have ventured into the abyss time and time again, continually coaxing a slave along the way. Your curiosity and eagerness awake my lust. Come... take my hand... |
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"Are you ready?"
You have told Me where you work and I've sat in my car and watched you to see which car is yours. I gone inside and we've spoken.
Today might be the day. Yesterday i bought a roll of duck tape, some zip ties, and two black pillow cases.
Today i am going to rent a small moving van (no windows) and park next to your car.
I will be standing next to your car (leaning against the drivers door) when you come out.
I will ask only once, "Are you ready?"
If it says ANYTHING except "Yes, Master" I will get in the van and go. It will never hear from Me again.
If it is ready then I will give it the pillow cases and lead it to the back of the van. I will open the door, instruct it to put the pillow cases over its head and climb in...
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I led it down the stairs and across to the far side of the basement. I opened the door to the training room and turned on the light. I directed it to the large table in the center of the room then ordered it to strip.
It sat on the edge of the table as I fastened cuffs to its wrists and ankles. When I had the four cuffs as tight as I wanted them, I laid it out on the table.
Next I brought out the spool of nylon string and tied it down to the table with its head hanging over the end. When I was satisfied that it would not be able to move I placed a clothespin upon each of Its nipples.
"Thank you Master" It said instinctively. |
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You are standing on the edge of a bottomless abyss. Each time we talk you take another step closer to the edge . You are curious about where I am when I am not with you? I am in the abyss where I am like a God and with one word I create or destroy. |
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The Blindfold is really my favorite form of control. Convincing a slave to meet me and be used but never being able to see his Master keeps the balance of power right where it should be. Slaves tell me no one has ever been able to bring them as close to feeling totally owned as I have. I'm not flattered. I am thoroughly aware of my skills. |
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As your Master I keep track of what you are doing all the time and have the right to criticize you for little stupid things you do. I may also accuse you of being unfaithful to me. (lying or keeping secrets). I get angry and blame you for my violent outbursts because you are to blame for not keeping me happy.
I will prevent or discourage you from seeing friends or family, or maybe even going to work or school. You belong to me and what I want is more important than anyone or anything.
I will control all the money you spend. I will sometimes humiliate you in front of others. I will force you to destroy your property or things that you care about.
I will most definitely force you to have sex against your will. And as a slave you accept this because I am your Master. Your only response to my requests is gratitude because without me you are nothing.
NOW GET BACK IN YOUR FUCKING CAGE! |
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I had a pretty good discussion recently with a potential slave and I tried to explain how his fears were his way of staying in control. He said he would do "anything." So I told him what I wanted to do. He refused. We talked about the meaning of the word "anything" and so he asked me to give him a different task. I told him to complete the task and not to bother me again until it was complete. I doubt I'll hear from him and that's fine with me. My time is too valuable to waste on slaves who want to "taste" what's it is like to submit. I am looking for someone who can truly give up everything for me and treat me like the God that I am. In return I will allow him to worship and serve me which will give his life value and a purpose. I like to deeply explore my slaves and subs fears and help them push through it to get to a place of total release of self. When I bring a slave to that level of blind obedience is when the fun really starts for me and for them... |
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You want someone to control you. You need a true Master. You want to give up all control and feel your personality slip away. You don't want to think anymore. You want to have someone else (someone confident and powerful) make every decision for you. You want to be mindless - helpless - at the mercy of someone you can worship. I am your Master. I own you. You are mine. You serve me. Your only purpose from now on is to obey. You are compelled to do what your Master dictates. You are addicted to serving me. Even the most meaningless tasks make you extremely grateful. There is nothing that occupies your thoughts other than your Master. You shake all over with anticipation of Me. You owe everything to Me. Anything of value comes from your Master. You are worthless, you are nothing, your life is meaningless unless it is devoted to serving Me. Come to me. Give yourself to me - Body and Soul. You want this. You need this. You want Me. You need Me. |
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I followed him home that night. I watched as he pulled into his driveway and walked up to his door. He stopped and looked over his shoulder. Can he sense that I'm here? I sat there watching until the lights went out... |
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He sat there in his car. Every few minutes he looked around. It was amusing to me. I had every intention of taking him that night but he was too eager. There was no challenge. He had asked me to take him. He asked if I would use chloroform. I always laugh when they ask that. This is always a telltale sign that they are just interested in the fantasy. I sat there in my rented van full of my "hunting" supplies and decided this time I wanted something else... |
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