If I had not believed in Destiny before, I would have become a believer after meeting my slave in London. Because I seek to preserve some level of privacy in my life, I am not including his name here nor his photo, but I can assure you: he is very real and very much my property.
�There was nothing instantaneous about his acquisition. We had many discussions. We had to be sure it was right between us. I made it clear that I would insist on nothing less than total submission, and while he wanted to give me that, he still had to adjust to my mind and my intensity, which many have found intimidating.
I never had any doubt about him because of his sincerity. There were times that he hesitated, but the hesitation was more about his not being able to live up to my expectations than his desire to serve me. When he shared these feelings with me, I realized I had found a gem. I have registered him as my property on slaveregister.com to make it official.
I post special things to him on this Web site that only he can access, because communicating across the Atlantic is a problem. I know that when I arrive in London, I will have a good life because he makes it his mission in life to give me the best of everything.
Details of what we do? Sorry, but as I said, I do want some privacy, and if you�ve ever been to London, you�d know that the English guard their privacy as if it were gold and diamonds. I respect them for that, and I believe they are right. I am grateful for having found him, and I look forward to a bright future as a result,