It was nice enough outside today that Master and i walked the garbage bill over to the town hall. The walk isn’t more than a few blocks but every little bit of exercise is good stuff and it felt good just to get out and walk. It’s amazing how easy it is to get out of shape in just a short time. Two or three months ago we walked that bill over there without a second thought, this time i was like, geez, this is further than i remember, haha.
i just came across a posting on Fet Life about slave names. What does your slave name mean to you? Something like that. So i got to thinking how powerful my slave name really is, precious treasure. my name really packs a punch, doesn’t it? Beyond all reasoning and above all other items, He thinks i am a precious treasure. i know this because when He named me, He meant it. It wasn’t something He just tossed out there like “oh lets name the new pet goldfish Alfie”. He meant it and i use that name everywhere i am able to use a nickname. As much as a slave should be, i am proud to be called His precious treasure. Being proud really isn’t a slave-like quality but it is something i can say i am proud of.
|The day i was officially collared…and named.
There were some really pretty names that people had on Fet Life, others, not so pretty but more derogatory or humiliating. To each their own of course, i know there are many slaves who answer to particular names that make them feel more owned than others. A name like mine might make them feel much less of a slave than something more humiliating might. Where my name makes me feel honored or treasured =) if you will, someone else’s name makes them feel used and that’s what they need. It’s all in how we’re wired.
i would love to hear how other people view their slave name or how it makes them feel, there were some interesting stories on Fet Life too. i would just like to hear how they came to be or what our slave names mean to us.
i hope everyone is having a good Saturday night. i’m off to figure out something for dinner. i’m thinking left over home made spaghetti, which, by the way was pretty good! =)
Peace to you and yours,
Ask me anything
There is an article that i came across some time ago from the Dark Fairy Tales journal that i read. There is one particular part of the article that addresses a point “How to make her feel owned” (i think i’m paraphrasing). When i think about being owned and how i want to be owned it makes me think of that portion of the article. i have known for a very long time that i wanted to be dominated. Even when i was with my exboyfriend, i loved it when He told me what to do and when He kept a close eye on my comings and goings. It made me feel loved and protected. i know now that it was a bad relationship and that it wasn’t the way to live as a slave to someone who didn’t appreciate my submission by any stretch of the imagination.
Since learning more about the BDSM community and expanding my knowledge into what D/s really means, i know that i want to be owned by my Master. i have always needed to please and i get a lot of satisfaction from serving and from being told that i’m a “good girl”. The more Dominant Master is with me, the less mistakes i make and the more i strive to please Him. i respond to very simple things, it can be the tone of His voice letting me know that He’s serious to Him ordering me to do something. The more Dominant He is with me, the better i feel about my submission and the safer i feel. To me, there is nothing more comforting that knowing that He will take care of my every need and i feel a sense of peace knowing that i need not worry about the trivial things that most people worry about. All i need to do is focus on my submission and on my service to Him and He’ll take care of everything else.
Now i’m not saying that i am completely sheltered by the rigors of the real world. i know when the bills need to be paid and i know how to access our checking account and things like that. But just because i know these things, doesn’t mean that i have to concern myself with them. i trust my Master that He will and does take care of every little detail leaving me the freedom to serve Him. i’m sure that just about everyone has heard this in some sense, but nothing sets me free more than giving up complete control.
The less control i have and the more i’m able to let go, the more it inspires Master to take control. So it’s a cyclical event. The more control Master has over me, the more submissive and slave like i feel. The more slave like i am, the more it empowers Master and gives Him the confidence to Dominate me.
Peace to you and yours,