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Memoir of a Submissive

My personal journey, our story.
8 years ago. Saturday, November 11, 2017 at 7:51 PM

There amid the shards of what remained, i found Him.

It seems i had done my best to tear down all that my youthful-self had built, all i had thought would fulfill. With my own hands, i ripped out every solid brick of comfortable, every rock of predictable. i said the words, i took the actions, i made the decisions. And it left me hollow, more alone than the day i realized that everyone had left.  i still breathed, but it was more the rise and fall of fragile parchment skin that i watched from somewhere outside. And yet i could not stop chasing a feeling just out of reach, one that promised a respite from the wandering.

He saw me trying to be what i was not. He knew who i really could be- a treasured, priceless, and desired pearl of great price. His firm hand took hold as He looked deeply into me and He spoke one, precious word: “Mine.”

 

Rule #1: i will serve, obey and please my Master.

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