How hard was it to set yourself for the training I gave you, with physical and mental preparations
Facing the final training... a slaves journey...
Not since taking the final leap and arriving for that first time in Lisbon and submitting to the complete unknown, had the mixture of desire and apprehension been as strong as for this challenge. Unlike anything previously undergone.
The last chance to decline passed, the flights were booked and the preparations commenced. The control, even from a distance, was strong and undeniable, as each step was ordered and obeyed.
The final hurdle ....
one last warning before setting everything in motion
you will face the last barriers that stand in the way of a slave with me
everything will be safe but with its share of disgust, fear, humiliation, rage and I will make yourself doubt many times that your place is here
there will be an overload of emotions strong enough to make you break beyond the point of no return
there will be no place for safe words or for you to deny yourself of a command given
you will have to trust me as never before
if you succeed your gift will be both the knowledge over yourself and the full extent of my little story
do you agree
Knowing that everything was to be stripped away, physically and mentally, owning nothing, reliant on the Master for everything, from his well being to how and what a slave put on his back or in his stomach, grateful for his continued existence, was to prove both humbling and cathartic.
How was it to live through such a training
More than ever now, the trust that had been built was tested and reinforced on a daily basis, going to sleep each night knowing that every new day was to be one in which the slave would grow a little more was tempered always by the nurturing strength and physical possession that also intensified.
The pride of being able to serve the Master, to be a vessel into which that energy could be poured, to feel desired, used and wanted, gave the courage and strength to accept each new ordeal.
When the slave faltered ... as did happen, his Master was there, strong, empathetic, but determined.
Knowing that He knew his slave better than it knew itself was the final surrender, control of the slaves body and mind were now His, not taken by force but through walking to the edge with His slave and keeping him safe, after which everything was handed freely and trustfully into His keeping.
What was left in your mind after the training
At the end of the contracted training, all hurdles having been overcome, giving willingly all that had been demanded, the feeling of emptiness at first became overwhelming, the pride immeasurable, the emotions confused ..... but mostly there was the knowledge that the slave had been moulded into the strongest and most discerning of slaves.
Visiting your core and resurfacing is the most private thing you can do, this slave lives with the pride of that journey every day of his life, and is bonded to his Master by unbreakable threads.
My Master walks beside me still, every day.
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