Behind the image

The fact that I find you pretty does not mean that I find you suitable



And you will think the same of me




It is true that I have many qualities that may appeal to you



But I am sure that in your mind, it would be even better if I were also X, Y and Z




But I am not




And even if I were, I will not stay the same forever



I am not a mummy nor a vampire



I will grow old, decay and die




We all will



Only wine and whiskey get better with age




I may grow in knowledge and experience, but whatever I am now will not improve my looks and abilities



More restrictions will come, with less stamina, diminished strength and even less sexual desire




It is possible to pretend that this is not the case, with magic creams, pills and drinks, but you cannot escape the reality that surrounds us



We are all finite beings


And what was once overflowing will become a small stream, before it dries up and stops



Even if, by the time this is published, I am still in the summer of my life, I am aware of my calendar and the change of seasons ahead of me and of those that surround me



And that is why I have to think about what a permanent contract will mean for the both of us




When I say I take someone permanently, that means that I accept you and the calendar that you bring and that for as long as you have the strength and the ability to serve me, that place at my feet is still there for you to take



That there is a place for you to be mine in every sense of the slave life you seek, be that of a wondering nomad seeking the oasis of a life in the desert or the place where you lock yourself to never be free



Everyone has limits and whatever they may be, you have to be aware of them as well as I do



And whatever offer I make, being it a weekend or something more overwhelming that is set, I know what it involves, sometimes to the most minute details




Being your permanent Master means accepting both what you are now as what you will be



Being my permanent slave means that you accept it in the same way



That as my strength disappears, you will still want to feel my chain on your neck, the taste of my skin and my commands in your ears, guiding you on your path, giving meaning to your life



That you will continue being mine when the hornyness is gone and that whatever task I give that you can perform will give you as much joy as my cock entering your ass




It is a hard choice to make, but one I will never force upon no one



It is something that will depend on you alone to start and to accept the consequences of such a path



The bigger the difference of age between us, the most likely we will face such a scenario



Accepting that one day I will watch you leave to never be in contact again, leaving me in a position where I will forever be unaware of what happened



Or that my words will be gone without an ending to the story, without an end date to the contract that you once signed





It is never an easy path to belong to someone



As it is not to hold on to those that I take





One choice that I do not and will not regret making



One choice that I expect you will not regret as well



One choice that we will make worthwhile for as long as we can




As Master and slave

Infinity to one

The needs of the many outweigh the needs of the one




The serial slave


One that tries to please, appease and belong to all



Something close to the multiplication of the breads


Breaking one piece to make of it a full loaf



Seems like the solution to World hunger


But it is more of an illusion




There is only one of you


And your Master is as big as a world


How could He feel interest in having just a piece of you



Even worse if he is getting just a piece of a piece


Is He getting the best part or the worst part



If you saw on the shelf of the supermarket a hand broken half a loaf of bread selling itself for the regular price



Would you buy it


Would you buy it even if it were sold on discount



Most likely not


Even if you were really really hungry



It feels unfair that you have the opportunity to learn and live so much with those that surround you

But you can't learn from them all without making those hand tricks to fool the eye


Playing that game will only make you lose everything when you are found out



My advice is for you to consider being only of one


Or not accepting the part of being owned until you are sure that it is the correct path for you




Treat your Master with the reverence He deserves


Show Him that He is the one for you


The only one for you


The right one for you




And He will show you that you are not mistaken in your choice

One to infinity

The sky is the limit, some masters would say



The dream of many is to hold a harem of them, one for every trait, for every need, for every mood


Skipping over your ability to get those that you want, where does it stop




When do you say it is enough



It all depends mostly on your involvement with your slaves


Let's consider that for you to consider him to be a slave, he has to come visit you for an hour or two during the day, once a year


If you have 4 hours to spare every day, then theoretically you could have 730 of them (or 732 once every 4 years if you are into watch making or just being a douche bag)



But such a view is unreal and unsatisfying, as you will not have any time to enjoy your possessions


In fact, most likely you won't even be able to remember their names, real or fictional



If you spend all your time perfecting and correcting those that serve you, then most likely you will just one slave will be enough to take away all of your time




My answer to this dilema is


To make the best choice possible



There is no reason to have many, when you can have one that fulfills you


Slaves have different demands, according to the stage they are in


The more they demand, the less time you will have to give to others



The more independent a slave can be, the more slaves you can sustain


It becomes even easier when you establish a line of seniority amongst them, with one slave teaching another, correcting faults and grooming their juniors



But every slave requires a minimum of attention that has to be given to him


To guide and to show him that he has a place in his Master's life


Even if that space is small and confined, physically and mentally



When that space for the slave in his Master's life is non existent, then you may find out that, sooner or later, he will search out for a place of his own with someone else pulling his leash



The most important rule is that fulfillment should be found in what you do, whatever part you take



There is no impediment for a Master to hold on many slaves, as long as He can hold on to them


There is nothing to be won in having slaves fighting amongst themselves for the time to be with their Master



There should be only one thing in their minds


How they can serve Him

Perfectly imperfect

There is a common goal among us



The aim for perfection




Some feel that they should be as perfect as they can be in the role that they play in their lives


The perfect mother, the perfect father, the perfect worker, the perfect player




Some think that their physique should be perfect


Working out in the fields, in the gym, for hours and hours on end




Others feel that those images that society projects on them is false, unrealistic, unsatisfactory


And aim for the reverse, the opposite of what society wants



Untouched becomes marked, inked, deformed


Clean becomes dirty, unsafe, unsound, soiled


Pleasure becomes pain, destructive, pervasive


Conscious becomes unconscious, numbed, diluted, polluted


Guided becomes unguided, drawn, led, taken, forced


Freedom becomes bound, constrained, restrained




What is right and what is wrong, you may ask



It is hard to say


Even I, who has played the game for so long, am taken for these thoughts



But there is purpose in my actions


And there is consent on both parties


Where nothing happens without it



There is mutual pleasure in what we do, for you as the receiver and for me as the taker, even if some of that pleasure does not comes from what your body feels but from what your mind fulfills




There is no one other than me that will judge what I do as to its righteousness or wrongness



In you, I will only judge if what you ask is what you truly want and that you are able to fulfill your part of that desire




From there, only one path is ahead of us


The path of Master and slave


With one chain connecting both parties until the end of the contract




There will not be the perfect scene at the end, filled with flowers, greens and the sunset at the back


Most likely it will be one of chaos, dirt, sweat and cum around us




But there will be a smile in both our faces


And that makes everything right

A world of colors

Where my hands have reached

Where there is still space to leave a mark