Slavehood
In any D/s relationship there is no right or wrong.  What may be acceptable to Y/you may not be to S/someone else.  It is the tolerance of O/other's beliefs that creates diversity.  The type of relationship cultivated depends on the P/people and the level of commitment. 
 

I started my journey as a submissive.  I thought that to be a slave you were interested in the gorean lifestyle.  The gorean lifestyle has much beauty and symbolism, but it is not what i sought. 
 

The other type of slave to me was the one history portrays.  The classic slave, one owned without a choice.  Owned without free will.  Owned in an abusive situation.  Owned without love.
 

When Sex_GrandMaster asked me to be His, i became His submissive.  As time progressed and the trust between U/us grew, i began to feel differently.  The trust between U/us is the most important part of O/our relationship.  It is the foundation of O/our love.  It didn't happen overnight, it took months for it to reach the level when  i began to feel differently.
 

As a submissive, i retained a portion of myself.  That portion was in a way a safety blanket. It was the part of me that held my dreams, insecurities and fears.  A place i never shared.  I never trusted A/anyone enough to allow them to get that close to me. 
 

I know without a doubt that my Master cherishes my gift of submission.  He understands the value of giving completely.  He nourishes me.  My best interests are of utmost importance to Him.  He loves me unselfishly. Many say these words as collaring vows.  Some do not take them literally.  I am blessed with a Master that does. 
 

The part i was withholding was a shield between my Master and me.  Others have described it as a veil.  As i grew to trust Him, i found that i didn't need to keep that part of me from my Master.  I wanted to give Him all of me. 
 

I made a choice.  I exercised my free will.  I chose to devote my life to Him.  I was holding back from my Master, when He held nothing back from me. 
 

Webster defines a slave as a person held legally in bondage.  When my Master and i exchanged O/our vows we created a bond.  W/we exchanged an oath.  I freely gave my submission to Him.  He freely accepted it.  It was then that W/we created His ownership of me.
 

Webster further describes slavery as to toil unremittingly.  It is a labor of love.  The fulfillment i receive from pleasing my Master is immense.  The joy i feel is incessant.  The confidence i have in myself is now greater than in any other time in my life. 
 

I became my Master's slave, NOT because He willed it.  I became His slave when i lifted the veil.  I became His slave when i no longer felt insecure or fear.  I never feared my Master...it was me i feared.  Many of our fears are unfounded.  They are just there.  My fear was from the baggage of my previous failed relationships.  I was afraid that i could not please Him. 
 

When i felt secure in O/our love, i voiced my fears.  Hearing them out loud made me realize that they had nothing to do with U/us.  He loves me for me; for who i am; for what i bring to O/our relationship.  I am not compared to His past relationships.  It was unfair to compare Him to mine.
 

I lifted the veil and there is nothing between U/us now.  Nothing holding me from Him.  It was a choice i made.  He did not ask me to become His slave.  It was not a requirement of His love.  I chose to become His slave, to devote my life to Him. He chose to accept me as His slave. 
 

I serve Him  to the best of my ability.  I am growing and exploring myself with His guidance.  I have opinions and i am free to express them.  W/we respect each O/thers limits.  W/we practice a safe, sane, consensual D/s relationship.  I have safe words and i use them.  If i do not use O/our safe words when needed it would break O/our trust.
 

I see slavehood as a vocation.  It is a divine calling. A sacred trust between U/us.  It is not for everyone.  P/people think of slavehood as confining relationship. In O/our relationship it is not.   It is His love that set me free.
 

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