Women in Ads - Germe

Back in 2009, the Uruguayan Women's stockings manufacturer Germe prepared a really great campaign. The pictures reflect very well some of my feelings and i believe that every submissive man, maybe every man, is familiar with similar emotions, although it takes much more than nice stockings.

And i am so incredibly lucky to know a Woman, the Woman, that makes me feel such way every single second. No wonder SHE owns me. What a lucky idiot i am!

Reader's Diary (Week 38)

Pains of love be sweeter far than all other pleasures are.
(Dryden, 1669)

Saturday morning 2

It is not a game, i live and i breath for my Mistress. It is not very accurate - i live from HER, from HER as a Woman, from HER as a person. And thanks to some incredible luck SHE is also my Mistress.  One day without HER is like a wasted day. No, i know it IS wasted day. Every second with HER fills me with happiness, with hope, with peace; lightest touch of HER hand, HER foot, is turning this world into paradise. How could i live without HER?

Kneeling before HER is the most natural thing for sub inside me. Fulfilling HER orders and wishes brings order into my submissive soul. All the mockery and humiliations and punishments feels so good, so appropriate. And man in me is more and more in love with HER stunning beauty, HER fabulous personality, HER great intellect, HER amazing grace, HER beautiful soul... SHE is like an ocean for me, endless and deep and full of hidden wonders... and i can see millions of sparks in HER eyes, the most gorgeous eyes on this planet, i can see an infinite number of glares and shadows of these wonders and my only desire is to be with HER, to protect HER, to serve HER, to make HER happy and to get a chance to learn all about HER, to get know all these wonders SHE has inside HER eyes, to understand all HER thoughts...

i am HERS. SHE leads me through the rabbit hole of Ds, love and life and i am HERS. And i am so grateful SHE is the one, SHE is here, SHE is... Thank YOU my Mistress, thank YOU for everything.

Saturday morning

i am missing words to describe my feelings - simply, it is unbelievable how lucky i am. With every whipping i am coming more out of my shell, with every face slap i flourish like a flower. And SHE is my soil and water and sun. SHE is the sun of my life. i am waking up and falling asleep with HER smile in my mind. SHE restores my faith in people. i trust HER. It is not only about Ds for me, it is also about connection with HER. i love the Ds part, oh yes, i love it very much, but SHE is not only perfect Mistress, SHE is also a great Woman, so charming and so intelligent, and i adore HER as beautiful person. SHE knows Herself, SHE knows what SHE wants and it is great privilege to be with HER, to serve HER, to worship HER and submit to HER. SHE makes me a better person. Wow... i am missing right words to describe my feelings.

Thank YOU, my Mistress, thank YOU for everything.

Who am i?

Who am i? A sleepwalker living his dream? Why me? Who am i for my Mistress? Why i am even thinking about it? i am happy. SHE is far away, enjoying HER weekend and i am at home, carefully ironing HER clothes and i am happy. Very nervous, afraid to mess up or make a mistake, but so happy. In many ways i am with HER, even now i am with HER. Just a stupid sub? SHE dominates me, SHE dominates my life, my time, my thoughts. A slave? i have a slave soul, SHE said, and SHE is right, of course.

Art by Albert Aublet

But i do not want to 'play' slave. i want to be HERS, i want to make HER happy. Servant, slave, puppet, dog, driver... whatever SHE needs. I want to be a part of HER life. Is it possible to be HER friend also?

Very few people are getting everything they want in life. For subs it is even more difficult. How to balance the urge to serve with real life and with the desire for companionship? Many subs are playing the Ds game and trying to stay on top of everything - for the real life, for their sanity. i cannot blame them, but i do not want to play such game. i can not.

It is a part of my real life and the only way how to be honest to myself and to my Mistress is to open myself to it, enjoy every second of it, make it working with my professional life, with my family life and hope in a growing and increasingly stronger relationship. Oh, Goddesses, i am so happy now, i have been found by extraordinary Woman and i will do everything i can to make it working.

Thank YOU, my Mistress, thank YOU for everything.

Love and Ds

As a sub the only thing i desire is My Mistress, Her pleasure, Her fun and Her satisfaction. To be there for Her in good and in bad times. Submit to Her, be Hers in everything. As a sub i need to see Her to enjoy my presence, to enjoy my services, my humiliation, my pain. My desires in itself do not make any sense, but She is giving purpose to them and only She can make it all working. It is all about Her, i want to give myself to Her and i hope She will value it, value me, not for the actions, but rather for the person revealed through the actions.

And lucky fool i am! i do have a Mistress and SHE has me. i am here to fulfilling HER desires, to please HER, to serve HER. And i adore HER, i worship HER and i dream about HER and i love HER. Yes. If the love is not based only on our feeling about the other person, on how the other person makes feel us, on desire and affection and compassion, but also on how well our needs are met, then there is no doubt. i know i would be crippled without HER. i know that SHE is making my life better, SHE is saving it from damnation. SHE makes me happy and SHE makes me enjoy myself again, SHE is giving me the purpose and meaning. SHE makes me a better person. And i can only hope i am giving something back to HER. i believe and i hope...

i am YOURS, my Mistress and i thank YOU for everything.

Love is a strong word with even stronger meaning. And to be honest i am afraid to use it. i am afraid it is just an illusion, just a product of my current affection for my Mistress. i am afraid it would be considered as inappropriate, as something too strong too early. Simply i am not sure if to write about it is okay. But i feel it and i want to be honest. Oh, Goddesses, help me...

Hic sunt leones!

Art by Cecelia Webber

The magical weekend has passed. i was allowed to see my Mistress for 3-4 minutes, but what an experience it was! me, HER slave, kneeling before HER in HER hotel room, with HER boyfriend lying in the bed behind the wall, listening to everything, and me thanking HER for the privilege of arranging the weekend for HER, for making sure everything is ready and just perfect for HER, for allowing me to pay for HER weekend night in such magnificent hotel, the night dedicated to HER and HER boyfriend. And i could see SHE is happy and SHE is satisfied and i was allowed to enter HER room and kiss the floor beneath HER feet and thank HER and beg HER to accept the tickets for Christmas concert. And SHE was beautiful and SHE stood above me and i felt HER sovereignty, i felt the intimate atmosphere of Their romantic night, the glow They had left in the room. And SHE allowed me to be a part of it and i am so grateful to HER.

SHE let me enter HER world, the Paradise, the Heaven. Now SHE guides me through Purgatory but on Sunday SHE allowed me to see the First sphere of the Heaven and i am happy and thankful and i cannot wait to go further and i know i will do everything i can for HER. i am so happy. SHE is my Mistress and i am HER slave. HERS. Thank you, my Mistress, thank YOU for everything.

Reader's Diary (Week 35)

The primeval man was round, his back and sides forming a circle; and he had four hands and four feet, one head with two faces, looking opposite ways, set on a round neck and precisely alike; also four ears, two privy members, and the remainder to correspond… Terrible was their might and strength, and the thoughts of their hearts were great, and they made an attack upon the gods… The gods could not suffer their insolence to be unrestrained… At last, after a good deal of reflection, Zeus discovered a way. He said: "Methinks I have a plan which will humble their pride and improve their manners; men shall continue to exist, but I will cut them in two and then they will be diminished in strength and increased in numbers; this will have the advantage of making them more profitable to us. They shall walk upright on two legs, and if they continue insolent and will not be quiet, I will split them again and they shall hop about on a single leg." He spoke and cut men in two, like a sorb-apple which is halved for pickling… Each of us when separated, having one side only, like a flat fish, is but the indenture of a man, and he is always looking for his other half… And when one of them meets with his other half, the actual half of himself, the pair are lost in an amazement of love and friendship and intimacy.
(Plato, around 380 BC)