Her Owner

I have always been a fan of Massive Attack and the music they produce, lately I keep listening to a song over and over again, it is called I Against I. While the song is not only part of the movie Blade II it is also a good reflection on the eternal struggle with your inner enemy, with your doubts and the strength within wich needs to be balanced against the exposed, weak and much more sheltered side of a human being.

Rock In The Sea

I split waves and I stand tell in the most vicious of storms I will always be my slave’s rock, someone that she can cling onto. Tat does not mean that the sea does not eat away at me. I have to struggle and fight the metaphorical sea every day. I struggle to fight against myself, to balance the scale, for I am not infallable. There are times when I feel weak, little and helpless, even tough it might only be for a split second.

Exposing my weakness is something I consider to be my strongest point, I know that I cannot be a reculse, somone that lives without the help of others. I f I had no psychological outlet for my feelings if I could not let go now and then I would consider myself to be pathologically sick I would seek counceling. Your slave expects you to be the rock, be the rock, but acknowedlge that even the rock gets battered by the power of life

Surrender

My property knows that I am dependable, I have shown her over and over again, but because we are not simply seeing each other now and then for playtime, but have a relationship, I need to be able to share my fears, my doubts and my moments of weakness with her. There is o room for male heroics here. If I am not emotionally sound, how I am I expected to deal with her emotional needs, especially during times where I aim to push the limits of what she has given to me so far?

I can only urge each one of you not to confuse the ability to be strong with the ability to deny, blindly so, when you are feeling unwell, when you are eotionally stressed or plain in need of a hug, love and caring understanding.

”The greatest weakness of all is the great fear of appearing weak” – Jacques Benigne Bossuel

It is imperative for your own sanity to heed those words, for in the very appearance of your weakness lies a strength that is not be to triffled with.

Her Support

When I feel that I need somone that listens to me, when I feel that I want to hide away from the world, and believe me I have had those ind of feelings often over the past two, bumpy years, I just remind myself that I am guarded by an army of one. I am guarded by a force which makes the SAS or Navy Seals look like a bunch of Boy Scouts, I have my slave. Not because she knows how to shoot soone at 500 yards or because she can rig a block of C4 is se a force not to be triffled with, but because her dedication and devotion to my happiness will allow her to go past what human endurance is. I know that I can close my eyes, fall backwards and there will be somone to catch me. That is my return on investment, that is my security blanket.

If I did not let go now and then I would put myself into a position where I could compromise that gift and when it is never used, it is forgotten one day. I cannot afford that to happen, even though I am usually a happy guy, life does not always turn out to be fair, or something that makes you smile constantly.

Conclusion

Being in a relationship and owning a slave do not leave much room for testosteron filled, male heroics. If you cannot see the power of being weak, then you are not a strong man in my eyes. If you cannot understand that your slave sometimes needs to feel needed as a woman, as your caretaker as well, then you will never be able to balance the scale of yoru own sanity, the needs of a doinant individual and the devotion of your slave.