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i am a submissive
woman
i
am a submissive woman.
i find pleasure, joy, and fulfillment from being submissive to
Another in a loving relationship.
i
am not weak, or stupid. i am a strong woman, with firm views
and a
clear concept of what i want out of my life.
i
do not serve out of shame or weakness, but out of pride and
strength.
i
will look to my loving Master for guidance and protection,
for never will i be more complete than when He is with me.
i
know that He will protect my body, my mind, and my soul
with His strength and wisdom.
He
is everything to me, as i am everything to Him. His touch
awakens me and His thoughts free me.
Only
in serving Him do i find complete freedom and joy.
His
punishments are harsh, but i accept them thankfully,
knowing that He has my best interests always foremost in His
mind.
If
He desires my body for pleasure, i shall joyfully give it
to Him, and take pleasure myself from knowing that i have
brought Him happines.
However,
the pleasure of the flesh is but one facet of any
relationship.
The
love, the trust and sharing, the words spoken and felt,
those are all parts of this relationship.
my
body is His, and if He says i am beautiful, then i am.
No
matter what i look like to others, i am beautiful in His
eyes, and because of that i hold my head high...
...for who
can tell me that my Master is wrong in seeing the beauty in
me?
If
He says that i am His princess, then i am that...regal and
graceful.
And
if i see laughter at me in the eyes of others, i do not
recognize it, for who are T/they to call my Master wrong?
If
He says i am His toy, His slut, His tramp, then i am that...
as wanton and dirty as He wants me to be, and if
O/others do not see this, then it is T/they who ae blind,
not my Master.
my
mind is His, to expand, to explore, to know as only He can.
i have no secrets from Him...for secrets are a thing
that would keep me from being more perfectly His.
Secrets
would put a wall up between my Master and myself...
and i do not want walls.
His
lessons are not always ones i would seek on my own, but
they are lessons He has decided i need, and so i learn
from Him.
my
soul is His, as bare to His touch as ever my skin could be
when i kneel naked at His feet.
Never
a moment goes by when i do not feel His presence, be He
miles away or standing before me.
If
i were ever to displease Him, His displeasures would be a
blow to my soul, worse punishment than any lashes could be.
The
anguish of my soul that i feel when i disappoint Him is
harder to bear than the physical anguish i feel when His belt
caresses me with fire.
i
spend my days knowing that the energy and thought He puts
into O/our relationship is as much for my benefit as for His.
His
part is much harder than mine, and i know this and am
grateful that He cares enough about me to spend His time and
energy so freely on me.
i
have the easier job: to feel, to experience, to let myself
go and abandon everything to Him.
i
am His pleasure and responsibility, and He takes both seriously.
i am a submissive woman.
i am proud to call myself that.
my
submission is a Gift that i do not give lightly, and can
only be given to One who can appreciate that Gift and return
it tenfold.
Only
to He who has that strength will i give myself fully,
because i am strong and proud.
i
am a submissive woman.
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