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slavejali -> 3 years collared - Happy me! (6/30/2006 3:50:01 AM)
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Public Announcement
This weekend is Master and my third anniversary since he collared me. In some ways it seems like yesterday in others it feels like an eternity. In some ways I’m still getting to know him, in other ways I feel as though we have been together since the beginning of time. I cannot imagine a world without him, just as I cannot imagine breathing without air.
Master is truly a wonderful man. He is so kind and thoughtful and intuitive. He says I’m like an open book and knows exactly what I’m thinking at any given time. He has captured me with his mastery and embraced me with his love.
I love to serve and please him and it’s like every moment I’m waiting for him to direct me in some way that he wishes. It makes every cell come alive when he asks me to do the simplest things. Sometimes I feel awkward around him, I’ve been known to spill coffee on him, something I would never do to anyone else, I don’t really know why that happens.
I love making a home for him. Our home feels really lovely.
He has picked my life up and claimed it. Everything has so vastly changed. I feel like I have been reborn into a different life, one of Masters design, yet suits me perfectly.
I am just so happy to be his slave. I feel so grateful and so blessed.
He is an amazing man.
Master, when you read this, I love you so much, you mean everything to me, you have given me purpose and meaning when there was none. You have given me life when all around me was death. You are the man I most respect in this entire world, it honors me to be your slave. The last three years have seen me enslaved to you, yet freed in so many other ways. God, thank-you, thank-you, thank-you so very much Master.
P.S. Master I want to be the perfect slave, absolutely perfect, not just 99.5%.
I’m posting this Friday night cause I don’t know where I will be at over the weekend, so just in case I don’t get another chance…I probably will….but I just couldn’t wait to post it.
And, if anyone saw that thread I wrote under a disguised name last week, please don’t mention the gift, cuz Master doesn’t get it till Sunday.
Oh and Master, when you’re reading this, I was just disguised cause I was talking about your gift and I didn’t want you to see it. I can’t believe I have kept it a secret for this long. Can you guess what it is yet?
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