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| On paper, I have pretty much the perfect life. I live in a great city, have a nice pad, and am working the job I've always wanted. Just one problem...I don't have an owner. And I need to be owned.
Perhaps this as much of a curse as it is a blessing, but there isn’t an hour — let alone a day — that I don’t think about submitting wholeheartedly to a Domme. I crave the discipline, I crave the structure, I crave the degradation and constant reminders that I am the inferior being. I long for the chance to not only serve, but to please my Domme incessantly while enhancing her life in every way possible. The sexual component to all of this, of course, is quite prominent — we are all turned on by this lifestyle in some capacity.
But it's not about having sex to me. I actually think sex is below the station of my Mistress. To me this is all about treating my Domme not just as an owner, but as a purpose.
My ideal situation would be long-term ownership. It would be one in which I exist as a live-in sub; my non-work life dedicated to my Domme. It would be one of high protocol and strict structure, and one replete with duties that not only make my owner's life easier, but reinforce my submissive feelings. I don't know if this is possible, but I'd like to think I can find something close one day.
Also, I'm fit and take care of myself and hope you do, too. As far as pictures, I'll be happy to pass one along once trust has been established. Thank you for reading.
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