But One of Many Slaves

An F/f weblog but there’s quite a bit about a male slave and the feelings are universal.

I’ve never run across a more moving weblog. Her autobiographical narrative is complex and best read in order so drop down the bottom of the page and start with the first entry.

When She clenched my skin between Her sharp talons fiercely, Mistress cupped Her hand over my mouth to muffle my cries. After some period of time of just experiencing this, my brain began to float into a space that I haven’t felt in so long - the place where I feel the strongest inclination possible that I would do anything for Her and sacrifice anything to Her…. it has been a long time -too long - since those sentiments have been intense and awake in my mind. The five days a week I do not see Her plus the whole side of my life that I virtually live independently make me forget those feelings I felt when I first wanted to be owned and when I gave Her all I had.

Serving a Dominatrix