I found this lovely poem on the Web -- a dedication from a submissive woman to her Master. It’s anonymous -- so apologies to whoever owns the copyright. I would have asked for permission to publish, had I known whom to contact. i find pleasure, joy, and fulfilment from being 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 want out of my 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 complete 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 myself from knowing that i have brought Him happiness. However, the pleasure of the flesh is but one facet of O/our relationship. The love, the trust and sharing, the words spoken and felt, those are all parts of this relationship. My body is His, and if 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, then 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, and so i 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, His displeasure would be a blow to my soul, worse punishment than any lashes could be. The anguish of my soul that i feel when 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 the easier job, to feel, to experience, to let myself go and abandon everything to Him. i am His pleasure and His responsibility, and He takes both seriously . i am a submissive woman. i am proud to call myself that, my submission is a gift that i do not give lightly, and can only be given to the One who can appreciate that gift and return it tenfold. Only to my Master who has that strength, will i give myself fully, because i am strong and proud. i am a submissive woman. ~Author Unknown billierosie.blogspot/2010/04/i-found-this-lovely-poem-on-web.html?zx=85dad516aa3d53d5
Posted on: Mon, 01 Jul 2013 05:22:11 +0000
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