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Wednesday, 11 July 2018

Her discipline is love, and it’s exactly the kind of love I need.

Any man can make a mistake, but there is less room for excuse when a Woman believes in you, invests heavily in you. A lazy Sunday spent lounging can make a man weak of mind if he is not careful, and in a gift there is also a pitfall–if he forgets his bearing.

He who is owned by a Woman so strong in presence that a mere look, with squinting of eyes and a tightening of the mouth, is enough to communicate strong dissatisfaction when he forgets his place is a fortunate slave indeed.

We are not equals. It is not a relationship in which both individuals are entitled to the same rights and privileges. Nor would I have it so. I am perfectly happy in the place She allows me, this place of worship, this place of servitude.

Her discipline is love, and it’s exactly the kind of love I need.

–servus

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