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by: unknown I find pleasure, joy and fulfillment from being a submissive to my Master in a loving relationship. I am not weak or stupid, I am a strong woman with firm views and a clear concept of what I wnt out of life. I do not serve out of shame or weakness but out of pride and strength. I will look to my loving Master for guidance and protection. For never will I be more complete than when he is with me. I know that he will protect my body, my mind and my soul with his strength and wisdom. He is everything to me as I am everything to him. His touch awakens me and his thoughts free me. Only in serving him do I find complet freedom and joy. His punishments may be harsh but I accept them thankfully knowing that he has my best interests always foremost in his mind. If he desires my body for pleasure, I shall joyfully give it to him and take pleasure in myself from knowing that I have brought him happiness. However that pleasure of the flesh is one facet of our relationship. The love, the trust and sharing, the words spoken and felt, those are all the parts of us. My body is his and he says I am beautiful, then I am. No matter what I look like to others, I am beautiful in his eyes and because of that I hold my head high. If he says I am his precious jewel than I am that, a beautiful sparkling gem. If he says that I am his pet, his slut, his whore, then I am that as wanton and dirty as he wants me to be. My mind is his to expand, to explore, to know only as he can. I have no secrets from him for secrets are a thing that would keep me from being more perfectly his. Secrets would put a wall up between my Master and myself and I do not want walls. His lessons are not always ones I would seek on my own but they are lessons he has decided that I need to learn from him. My soul is his as bare to his touch as ever my skin could be when I kneel naked at his feet. Never a moment goes by when I do not feel his presence be he miles away or standing over me. If I were to ever displease him, this displeasure would be a blow to my soul, worse punishment than any lashes could be. The anguish of my soul that I feel with I disappoint him is harder to bear than any physical anguish I feel. I am grateful that he cares enough about me to spend his time and energy so freely on me. I have an easier job, to feel and experience, to let myself go and abandon everything to him. I am his pleasure, his responsibility and he takes both seriously. I am proud to be a submissive woman, my gift I do not lightly give. Only to be given to the One who can appreciate it and return it tenfold. Only to my Master who has the strength will I give myself fully because I am strong and proud. I am a submissive woman. 
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