A Slave’s Tale

I am an owned slave. I didn’t start out seeking this role. I’m really the last kind of woman you’d see as wanting this type of relationship. I am submissive. With the right person, in the right situation. I’m not service oriented. While I take pleasure in doing things to make sure Master’s life is comfortable, it doesn’t meet some internal need within me.

But here I am. Master and I have been together for a decade now. There was a time when we had to put all of the BDSM on hold. During that time, our bond to each other grew even stronger. And here we are today.

Master is a loving sadist with a strong alpha male personality. He doesn’t tend to purposefully set out to dominate but invariably people will put him into a position of power. In any group you will see the official leaders and unofficial leaders. Those chosen to be in charge, and those who actually lead behind the scenes. Master is one of the latter. 

He is my Master, I am his slave. We belong to each other. This is the tale of how we got here and where we are going in the future.