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From time to time I get some curious messages from slaves stating that they are what I want because they are perfect in every sense, from pedigree to the education they acquired, ready to be forever owned


So I leave you with my Christmas list in the hopes you are able to fill them with all that you are right now:



Blond

Blue eyes

Body type defined with less than 10% fat

100% passive

No hair on their body

In the 35-50 age range

Disease free

Physically and mentally healthy

A master of either yoga or a martial art

Very good cook

Fully compliant

Able to hold a chastity cage for long periods of time

Able to orgasm from anal penetration

Free from all mundane connections

No tattoos on their body

No allergies

Able to not speak for long periods of time

Able to endure isolation for several days in a row

Able to cry under my tortures and torments




If you are able to fill every item in the list, then congratulations. You may apply for the place I have stored for you in the box I made as my permanent slave, to forever be locked to my chain


If you don't fit these requirements, don't despair


I have a place for you in my training list as all the slaves that came before


As long as you are able to fit my minimum requirements and have a true desire to take what I can offer, I will be happy to offer you a chance to become what I want, step by step, until you can take that place by my side


There are no easy paths in my game, no exceptions to offer anyone that is not in my list, so don't ask for what you are not entitled to


You may find yourself perfect but step down from your horse


You may think you are a slave, but you can only be one if you serve


To do that know your place


It is there I will pick you from the rest

Dearly departed

We are gathered here to honor those that have been lost along the way


They came to us with with their cute pictures, an eloquent dialog and demonstrating their desire and commitment to become what we wanted


But on the smallest and most insignificant detail, their interest was lost and never again found


We pray in front of their closed casket


There is no body to mourn for, no face to remember, no words to say on their respect and nothing to remember them for


They will not be missed


Their destination is the sands of time, where everyone's footsteps is erased by the passing wind


I would like to say something for them, but nothing comes to mind


All that I can verbose is that a good chance was lost, to meet and to change everything in our world


But all remains the same in both our paths and nothing will ever change in your forgotten way


So all I can do now is put your coffin to the earth, filled with my hopes and expectations of a new future for you


I am neither happy or sad


Life is as it is


Another will take the path you neglected


I say my final words over your unmarked grave and leave you in the same place you came from




Ashes to ashes



Dust to dust