Keldo

A Kajira

A kajira will be many things to many different people, so first and foremost, she must be able to adapt to any situation, intelligently and quickly, with grace and beauty. That quality being most important, she is a woman that believes in the natural order of man. One that knows men can and will be dominant over her, at their choosing, and knows a deep sense of submission to the dominance of men.

A kajira makes a choice, the final one that is hers to make, to be a slave. Knowing and understanding, fully, that there is no other thing she could be; no other path she could choose. Her submission begins at that realization. The doubts and thoughts and wonderings up to that point are questions, but only begging at the feet of men will fulfill her once she, in her heart and mind, knows that she is a slave.

Once enslaved, a kajira delves into releasing inhibitions, into blossoming inside her own ‘skin’, and into training; learning how to be pleasing in all things. She begins to see how the happiness and pleasure of her owner, or in fact anyone she serves, will be what brings her a deep-found contentment. Such a girl must strive to extinguish her own free will and to strip away modern day conventions in order to fully serve.

This is not to say that being completely pleasing will be rewarding in a manner the kajira wishes or wants. It is natural for a kajira not to want to ‘share’ her owner with another, but she might have to. She will have to deal with feelings of doubt and anxiety, and could be frustrated with feelings of jealousy. These emotions are not pleasant for her; also, her responses or her behavior might not be pleasing, because of them.

The owner of a slave is not required to love his property. This, perhaps, is the hardest convention a kajira must face. Can being valued without love be enough? A man will feed and shelter his animals, he will maintain his home, he will care for his belongings… and his kajira is, quite possibly, less than all those things. A kajira can be given away at the merest whim of her owner. Yes, it does happen.

Knowing all this, why would any girl strive to be kajira?

The beauty that transforms her when she is pleasing; as she strives to love all she is with every breath; that love that dwells in her heart and radiates out in all that she does, from the most mundane things to the challenges she must face; the knowledge that she is owned and, thus, she has worth in the eyes of her owner.

"Slavery, of course, reduces tensions in a woman.” (14.186)

Freedom is not what people think of when they think of slavery, but it is there. Being free to release inhibitions, to love completely, to revel in the happiness of serving others. A kajira may falter, but she will not fail. This freedom exudes confidence and tranquility, passion and strength; she knows what she is. La Kajira

Dominants Prayer

To the power more powerful than myself

I was born in a way that has sometimes left me mystified

Always reaching to guide those around me

Needing to know that they are fulfilled before true fulfillment reaches in to caress my soul

I have compromised, in many cases, to allow another to be fulfilled wondering all the while how it is that they can not see me first, as I see them

I have found myself pushing away all, in denial of my need to always consider another first

Needing to be the one to consider others more needy then myself

The world about me thinks that giving completely is reserved for those who submit

That serving another is not for the "strong"

How could "they" be so wrong?

I love that I am the one who can be turned to

The one to solve a problem

The one to set the direction

The Top

The Dominant

Please help me to remain focused on this need to walk to the front

To always stop when a searching soul reaches out for a hand
To always be strong enough to pause when all is chaos

To always surge forward when all is stalled

And to give all of to become ALL

Please help me to know when the hand that I extend needs to be soft

when it needs to be harsh

when it needs to wipe a tear or crush a fear

when it needs to punish

and when all that is needed is a hug

Please let my nature push through the world about me that questions

I am a Dom

I can be no other

Let me be ALL that is right

Original - Gifter (07 September 1998)

Re written for simplicity - Me 2011