Her Reality:Being a 24/7 Slave
D/s is my reality. It is not a fantasy. It is not a game that we do whenever we feel like. It is threads woven into all of my life. There is not an area of my life that D/s does not affect- does not touch. If we were not to have BDSM play for a week or the BDSM was just taken away, the D/s is still there 24/7. The submission would still be there. The Dominance and the control from my Master would still be there. The Power exchange would still be there. The D/s might be turned down a bit but it is NEVER turned off. It can be turned back up when and how my Master prefers it. The way we do that is by having different levels of Protocols - different levels of intensity in the D/s. My Master determines my behavior and the protocol levels. There might be days when I do not feel like being a slave, but I still am. I do not get to pick and chose when I can be slave and when I cannot. Now of course saying that does not mean I do not have bad days. I always have my submission, there just happens to be days where I want to say “Master, get it yourself.” And there have even been a few days where I have said things similar to that. But that is not acceptable behavior. And really it hurts me more in the long run when I let that kind of attitude takes over.
Abstract thoughts on Devotion
The devotion of a submissive/slave toward her Sir is a powerful and beautiful thing and this image depicts it perfectly. The love and loyalty that she offers is real and is intently felt because it comes from her soul. Her offering of such a gift is because she is deeply compelled to do so, not because of the superficial things that she gets in return. It is because of a profound depth of fulfillment that He gives her, a feeling beyond just existing in a relationship or a temporary fix for a lonely heart, but because he has taken the time to reach beyond what most of the world sees in her. He understands her submissive soul so well and values the fact that her gift is unique and genuine, because He knows there is nothing more priceless. A submissive heart is something that money can’t buy, but what love, time, trust, attention and patience can. It is not because of what she does for him, her exterior beauty, whether she can endure the brutal sting of His whip or how well she performs in the bedroom, but because for the first time in her life she has One who sees her for who she is in her core. For the first time in her life she is valued and praised for the depths of her being, and for doing what pleases her most… serving and pleasing those around her. Allowing herself to let her guard down and to act without question in response to His commands, because she has that much trust and confidence in the fact that HE knows what’s best for her and how truly special she is. Additionally, He is One who cherishes her for all of the things that people took for granted her whole life and expected her to be. In return, He is honored as if he were her King, and One she could fall to her knees for and worship intently, because He gave her a place that her heart never had…… a place to call home. That is devotion to me.