Subject2HerWill

My Dear Ladies,

First, and most importantly, I hope I do not put You off, by these words, I am not being critical of You, nor of Your interests and needs, nor of Your methods, simply trying to define within myself, that which I seek...

In my search for a Dominant Woman...

I know She exists out there somewhere, and that the type of Domme I seek is indeed a reality...

She is also exceedingly rare, and perhaps my window had already passed me by, these past years...???

Now, once again, my search intensifies, and focuses on that which will hopefully fulfill my lifelong ambition, to submit myself fully, and completely, possibly to You...

I have also come to the realization that I would gladly sacrifice just about anything of the life I now lead, to become that of a well-trained, utterly obedient and devoted slave, to an absolutely Dominant woman...

These, I believe, are the qualities that must clearly exist within the Woman Herself, that She truly believes Herself to be superior in every way, and that Her unyeilding Female will exemplified within Her training regime serves to give Her as much pleasure and satifaction, as it does for me to have such treatment inflicted upon my body, mind and spirit...

As I said, while I positively know She exists, She is also exceedingly rare...

I can only hope this will give You a little more insight as to my current frame of mind, and other than that, I wish You all the best, in everything You endeavor to do...

FINALLY HOME

" I can imagine myself, naked before You, wearing only Your collar, and the wrist and ankle cuffs You have locked onto me... As you lie prone on Your soft luxurious bed, my caring hands begin to massage You slowly and sensually, starting at Your temples, I gently brush Your soft hair aside, ever so gently, carefully I work my way to the nape of Your neck, my hands and arms brushing against Your velvety skin, feeling every breath You take, as if it were my own...

Your shoulders are soft and sexy, but strong and firm at the same time, and I especially enjoy the feel of Your muscles beneath my strong hands, as I glide them along Your smooth back, pushing and pulling every bit of tension from Your tired body... You fall into blissful relaxation, and a smile crosses Your lips...

I can't help but think back to earlier in the evening as I prepared your bath, smelling the soft fragrance of the oils in the water, taking Your hand as I gently assist You into the large, oval tub, the sounds of the water dripping softy down Your back, as I squeeze the sponge, and soak You with my soul, and then, kneeling before You as I caress You with the towel, drying every inch of Your soft, velvety skin and perfect body from your shoulders, down to the very tips of Your toes, hearing You sigh, as my hands reach gently between your thighs, careful never to overstep the boundaries You have so meticulously laid out for me...

Alas, the daydream ends, and once again I tend to My Lady... All of these images will sleep for now, settling quietly into the deepest recesses of my mind, dreams, that will return nightly, as my Love for You, and the submission I give to You, deepens with each and every moment I that am privileged to spend in your presense... You sigh once again, cooing drowzily beneath my touch, and I can feel the tenseness leave Your back, as I move down to Your waist, squeezing, caressing and massaging my fingers into Your tight belly from above, I ask permission to sit on the back of Your thighs, and You grant it, so I do, and I begin to squeeze and manipulate the tight muscles of Your perfect buttocks, fighting the urge of the erection swelling within me, for fear of the excrutiating punishment that might follow, relishing every moment, yet feeling almost guilty for the pleasure I am feeling... You alone will decide what is to become of me...

 My hands are now on Your legs, Your tight, glorious, amazing thighs ripple beneath me, almost twitching with every touch and squeeze of my fingers, truly befitting a Woman of Your stature... Now I am at Your feet, and I ask if I may slide off the side of the bed to kneel on the floor, to tend to Your sensual feet... Denied, I am told... Undaunted, I caress Your feet, one at a time, starting at the top of the ankle, working down Your arches, and I begin rubbing Your toes... I hear You moan, quietly, almost imperceptively, but I heard it, I hear everything You say, I see everything You do while I am in Your presence, You have captured me, fully and completely, not just my physical body, but also my mind, my soul, my spirit, my entire being now belong soley to You, and I have never been happier in my life...

I live for You, to be around You, To gaze upon Your Enchanted Beauty, to smell Your smell, and hear Your voice, to feel Your gentle hands as they slowly and methodically encircle me with restraint, until I am literally unable to twitch even a single muscle...

I reminisce, beginning to wonder how I ever got to this place, how I could have ever been so fortunate to have found Her, see Her smile and the smile in Her eyes... I will try never to displease Her, to disapoint Her would be the sorriest day of my life... And yet, I live to feel the pain, excrutiating as it may be, and far beyond anything I could have ever imagined, She inflicts agony upon my helpless body, smiling and laughing as She does, mocking my helpless and pathetic struggles, leaving me bound for hours, even days to suffer at Her hands... Sometimes, I think, I would even die for Her... I knew in the moment that our eyes first met, that I Loved Her, that I would always Love Her, and at that exact moment, I knew that I must Surrender myself to Her, and that forever more I would gladly accept whatever fate She had in store for me... And, at that very instant that She gazed into my soul, She knew that She had me, too... She knew then, that I was helpless to resist Her, unlike any other before Her, unable to look away, even for a second, She carefully and methodically drew me into Her lair with Her captivating eyes, closing the door securely, and permanently behind me...
As the bonds slowly tightened around my body, I knew then... I am finally home..."

 The submissive male...

Who am I..?

How will She see me, and how do I see myself.

 I know that I am always a direct reflection of the grace and dignity of my Lady, and it is exclusively through Her instruction and training that I grow, through Her will and the strength of Her character, that I may learn the way of true submission, Her way...

I am conscious and fully aware of my appearance at all times, and also of my actions, as these too, are a reflection of Her, and therefore this endeavors me to forever be at my best, and to always present myself in exactly the manner She desires...

I am a reflection of Her strength and a supporter of all of Her dreams, Her desires and Her goals...

I shall always act with the greatest of courtesy, respect and dignity, as these are the traits She fosters within me, and with Her in mind, I shall carry myself as Her personal representative...

I shall learn to anticipate all of Her needs, Her wants and desires, because I desire to know Her, to learn everything about Her, finding my greatest satisfaction simply by pleasing Her...

I shall learn of Her morning and evening routines, and always see to it that all is prepared for Her...

She need not ask, for She will already know that everything is as She desires, each morning as She awakens, each evening as She prepares to retire...

Chilvalry is already a part of me, and those who foolishly believe it to be a lost art, have no business in the presense of a Woman, any Woman...

A Woman deserves a gentleman first and foremost, and the best and most gracious of manners at all times...    I will always stand when She enters or exits the room, I will pull out Her chair each and every time at the dinner table, no matter when or where we are, and I will always walk on the proper side of Her in public... 

I do this for Her, not because of Her, and for the deep sense of gratitude that I feel for Her, and moreover, simply for the privelage of being near Her, to be a part of Her...

Submission to a Woman is an honorable thing, and is not to be taken lightly, or for granted...

I seek to know my Lady in all aspects of Her life;  Her mind, Her body, Her heart and Her spirit, and it is only in this way, that I could ever hope to learn to anticipate Her needs...

I shall NEVER act out, or behave in anything but the most obedient manner, simply in order to seek punishment...

Punishment is NOT a reward, nor could it ever be in any way, a pleasurable thing...

On the contrary, it is far and away the most distressing thing I could ever imagine doing, for it means simply that I have in some way failed to please my Lady, I have disapointed Her, and nothing about that is ever pleasurable...

Pleasure in my submission comes only through servitude to Her, and through that, hopefully She will in turn come to know me as well, know everything about me, and how best to keep me, my heart, my mind and my spirit focused soley upon Her, and through this mutual interaction and the dynamics of the D/s relationship we share, satisfaction and fulfillment will abound for both...

In Her, I seek a loving and Dominant Female, confident, assertive, strong and wholly understanding of Her needs and desires, and how best to attain each of them...

She will understand and know that a happy and satisfied subservient man will sink ever deeper into his submission, his service and devotion to Her will become even more loyal, even more complete, and when his needs are met as well, Her power over him will become absolute, always and completely under the guidance and control of his Lady...

She will value Her man tremendously, understanding that he is not less than Her, but rather, an extension of Her. She will know that he is invaluable, because even though he is submissive to Her, he is not submissive to everyone...

In him, She sees the strength of his character, the power that defines him when outside of Her presense, and the will to excel in all things...

She knows he desires nothing more than to serve Her, willingly, and through that service comes a profound sense of enlightenment, joy and purpose. It is also what defines him as a man…

As a strong man…  - as a submissive man...

I believe that this is what establishes the true value of a total power exchange, long term relationship, and all of that which it embodies...

Obviously, there are many, many other things that are involved that would be necessary to make a D/s relationship, and the total commitment required of it, to work in the real-world...

We must also share many of the so-called vanilla traits, intelligence, humor, loyalty and commitment to one another, as well as many other interests that make life enjoyable, exciting and fulfilling...

We must have the ability to live and coexist not only together, but apart from one another, as well, inside and outside of the D/s environment...

This is certainly NOT to say that the D/s dynamic will not always be present day and night within our relationship, of course it will...

Only that we both realize the fantasy of 24/7 in chains, with Mistress crawling out of bed each morning in stiletto heeled boots is silly, and unrealistic at best...

The Beauty of a Woman is alluring, magnificent, superb, but the Beauty of a Dominant Woman is unmistakable and priceless...

In as much as this is the reality of this world, I know how rare a truly Dominant Woman actually is...

To find a Proper Lady of character is a difficult task indeed...   Surely, there is no doubt that my quest here is in the search for a Woman of strength...

But therein also lies the need for someone who is open, honest and willing to communicate Her wants, needs and desires, yet still be of the temperment, complexity and spirit to challenge Her man, converse with him, ask of his opinions, his thoughts and his wisdom, and of course, to always know of his concerns and his worries...

Honesty and communication, are the foundation...

We are both in complete agreement that it shall be You, who is in absolute control...  Therefore, You will never doubt, even for a moment, when You gaze into my eyes, and ask me, "Will you rub my feet..?" that You will see me smile, whisper a soft, " Yes, of course, My Lady..", gracefully kneel down and take Your foot into my strong and capable hands...

Only then, will You know I have submitted my body, mind and spirit faithfully and completely to You...