While I was in the lifestyle some time ago, I realize that I really know nothing about what it is like to serve any more.
I do know, I love the feeling I get when someone has control over me.
I do know, I want it to become my way of life.
I also know, I might need some help getting there.
I remember the intimacy I had with my owners and how I felt most at home when I would be in their service.
I hope to one day feel that freedom again.
I am single and have been without a relationship for some time now.
My past mistakes have led to reservations and I am comfortable enough in myself to live without rather than suffer through.
Don't get me wrong, I miss the subtleties and comfort of a good dominant woman.
I miss the ever present notion of ownership and love that always lives in the back of my mind when owned.
When I kneel at the feet of and give myself entirely too the right woman, I can reach heaven on earth.
It is in that heaven that I find complete comfort in satisfying the needs of my owner.
At least that is how I remember heaven.