IronBear -> RE: What does it mean to you to own a woman? (4/29/2010 9:25:09 PM)
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I wrote this some time ago for another non lifestyle/B.D.S.M forum in reply to a question. This reply has been upsetting to some very good folk so pulled the post and sent a copy of this to the one who had asked the original question of me. Although I write about a Master/slave relationship, all that I have said equally applies to a Mistress/slave relationship to. Should some feel that this might apply to a Dominant/submissive dynamic, then us it I simply do not have any experience in relationships with submissives, only slaves. perhaps in some way it will shed some light to the OP's question about the reality (albeit my reality from personal experience) of owning a female slave. In my world there are an over abundance who believe a woman collared is then a toy to be used and not thought about as all she wants to do is serve him as his slave.. She does want that with a fire burning in her belly that is unquenchable unless a man who does not care for her owns her. It takes a Man, a real man to understand that his slave is something more precious than all the wealth in the world. She has given him her submission for she believes he is trustworthy, honest, truthful, honourable, and possesses both integrity and kindness. In his hands, she gives her being. He holds her health, her wellbeing, her happiness, her life itself. With a single glance, he can reduce her to tears and her world roiling with misery as she wonders what she did wrong. With the touch if a hand on her hair he can lift her to a state is bliss and ecstasy. Kneeling at his feet naked, she is in heaven. It takes a real Man to accept this responsibility and hold it truly without guile and misuse; It takes great courage and a huge heart to give yourself completely to such a man. Both must be worthy of the other. Such a Master will want to and indeed work hard on knowing his slave, her needs, her wants, her secret desires. At this stage they work as one, complementing one another and yet two individual people. She knows she can speak to him of her problems and gently put things right when he makes mistakes for she too knows he is a man and thus not perfect. When he is at work, she misses his masculine presence. He too misses her being near him so that their time together is complete. Are such men really walking this earth? I have been blessed by knowing a number of them and their girls. Mayhap one day I may aspire to walk with then as an equal.
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