In search of my final surrender
I grew up in M/s household. I have personally been active over 30 years
Only life I know.
My first service was 20 plus years and ended because my Master passed away.
My second service ended because of a brutal attack that almost took my life. I ignored the red flags because I wanted so much to have somewhere to someone I belonged.
My last and most beautiful service was a dual dynamic. I served a Master and Mistress, domestically, however was very loved and cherished. I was given the honor and task to train others for the house. I excelled greatly at that. My Ma'am showed me the difference in domination between a male and female. And under her hand I became everything she said I was. I came to them with NOTHING as everything I had was provided.
Within that service I found purpose and peace.. somewhere to belong. Serving along side my slave brothers and sisters.
Today after taking time to heal.
I am ready to serve once more. To bend the knee in my final surrender. Purpose, peace, freed