Kaiynasha
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that I would fall so much in love and desire for a girl submissive training to be a slave. I had written some time ago about my desire for a female slave. Over the past couple of months I have been in contact with a slave who was given permission by bother her Master and Mistress to speak to Me. In the beginning the conversation was simple, cordial, and at times amusing. I made sure to keep my boundaries straight as an arrow. She was owned and I would not overstep. But her connection to me grew stronger and stronger. Until, I could sense she wanted me. In some ways I wanted her. I kept myself in check and then a two weeks ago she tells me she wants to serve me. I probed and asked questions about her what was going on with her Master/Mistress. She complained that she felt neglected although still close with them, but wanted me. I understood clearly...I was there in front of her available. Why get some of her needs met. The thing is...I started falling for her. And she is beautifully submissive and seductive (lol) and therefore- was making it difficult for me to resist. Well tonight, I had a long talk with her...we discussed her Master/Mistress, her experiences with them, and finally her present feelings for them. She stated....she loved her Master (exactly what I wanted her to say). I wanted her thinking about Him again to realize all He had done for her. And she became excited and lit up. I had her where she should be- not focusing on me. Now...I feel very hurt. Because...although I feel I have done the right thing...in some ways...I wanted her so badly. It is so not fair. Where are the female slaves like her. With everyone else- I suppose? There's no question here. I just needed a place to put my thoughts. I could have put them some place else- I know. But if anyone wishes to comment by all means. But it isn't required. Always, Ms. K
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"Intimacy is based on shared vulnerability...nothing deepens intimacy like the experiences that we share when we feel flayed, with our skins off, scared and vulnerable, and our partner is there with us, willing to share in the scary stuff"
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