Showing posts with label training. Show all posts
Showing posts with label training. Show all posts

Monday, July 24, 2017

What, why, where, how





Over the many years that I have been a Master, I have traveled through the minds of many slaves


Probing, exploring and experimenting



The first thing that I learned is that this game is not a "one size fits all", or even a "one size fits most"


Every slave is different and what makes one tick, will make another freeze or run away



As such you have probably noticed if you read the blog up to this post, there are variations in the way themes are presented, ranging from the softest kink to the extreme bdsm



You may ask where do I stand in this


I could tell you that I stay in the middle, but I have to say that I have gone through the full range within the limits I have set




My motivation is the challenge that you may offer me in turning you into what I want as a slave, more than just a score board of "done this, done that"



If I still played that way, I would have already quit this Game, as my board has no more items to add



There is a saying that says that if you only have a hammer, every problem is a nail



Luckily my repertoire is bigger than "just a hammer" in my way of submitting you




But what should be used to bend you into submission, you may ask


If I can bend you with a feather, I will use it


If I can use a rope for that purpose, I will use it


If I have to rip the clothes off your body and use my full strength to pin you to the cold floor to make you obey me, I will do it



It comes from experience to know how much is enough


What can work without going beyond what you can take



Sometimes it may seem too soft



But if your knees still shake and your mind still works in overdrive exploring every emotion that flowed


Then my goal was achieved



This game is not about returning home bruised and battered, the number of times you were fucked or the amount of pain you were able to withstand


It is about the way you let yourself go in my hands, the way you are able to extract yourself from your surroundings to focus on me and on my satisfaction



Only then will you be able to feel pleasure from playing it




A slave exists to serve


And everything you feel should be for that purpose


Expose yourself as far as you are able to take it and I will be pleased by your service


Be that to a feather tickling your feet, a drop of wax sliding through your ribs, a jolt of electricity in your balls or my cock fucking your ass



It does not matter


As long as you take it for me




So come with the will to be changed and I will change you


And give purpose to what you want to feel







Sunday, November 8, 2015

The scripted session




I came across a lot of different types of slaves over the years


Some of them come and surrender completely allowing themselves to be taken without effort and letting things happen naturally


On the opposite side of the mirror there are those who want to know every little detail that they will see, every detail of what you will do and how you will play and that come with specific mandatory requests




While I accept that some slaves require information before committing to an event there are those that come and ask for this world and the next and maintain this sort of behaviour even after many encounters with other masters over the years


My probable guess is that this is the same behaviour they exhibit in their day-to-day life


They are the worst kind of slaves you can ever take on


Each aspect of their life is processed and decomposed in a way that is comprehensible and controlled by them


They will panic and turn against the one that takes them if a single breeze passes through their face that they could not foresee




My question to those slaves is


Can you even breathe under such conditions




I will not congratulate you for your abilities


In fact I feel pity of you



Most likely the reason that compels you to being a slave is exactly the desire to lose the control you hold so preciously over yourself, but your conscious mind is so good at ruining everything




It is true that you cannot live in total chaos, but at the same time you will not find enjoyment in a predictable life



My predictions for your life is that you will live until you die


And you will end it in a boring place doing boring things



To the masters out there that provided them with their first experiences, you are to blame for this


Only with luck will these slaves be able to find someone capable of removing the knots you have made in their minds




A session is a sacred event, only to be done to those that are ready for it and to the extent they are able to cope with


Things should happen slowly but confidently, to prove and extend the trust he deposits in you


Only that way will he be able to grow into something you can take pride in


Many masters out there take slaves as disposable assets, like they are toilet paper (to those that play scat, my apologies), messing with things they cannot cope afterwards




To the masters out there playing my advice is that at all times you play seriously knowing to the biggest extent what you are doing


Providing an environment where slaves can let go of their fears and fully trust in their master's abilities is the master's duty


That means playing by the rules that you set with him



Nevertheless never accept a scripted session even if they look cute as hell


You are doing no one a favour as they will have an incentive to be on the same stage and never evolve



To the slaves seeking scripted sessions, know that you are offering no pleasure for your master



If you seek control you have two options



Either you become a master and you set the rules


Or you get a prostitute to play that role as no non paid master worthy of such a title will want to anything to do with you







Monday, December 15, 2014

... at the end of the rainbow



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


Facing the trial...


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


After completion...


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.



slave alex





... at the start of the rainbow



How hard was it to set yourself for the training I gave you, with physical and mental preparations



For me Sir, it was more mental preparations than physical. the last time i flew to a different country to see a Master they almost broke me. they did not mean to that, they only wished to go deeper. but i ended up cutting the time with him short - the first time i have ever stopped a session - and finding a hotel to go and stay in Sir.


along with everything else i had been through, this was the final nail in the coffin and i took a complete break from serving for a year.


this year i have slowly been able able to build my confidence, and then - over the summer - i was given a choice by You Sir. to come, see, serve, and train with You Sir.


given my last weekend serving away i was very nervous about this and it took me a long time to think about whether i should come or not.


there was one comment You made that has always stood out to me as You were inviting me. to remove the remark about a Master betraying me. it highlighted someone with a lot of wisdom to me Sir.


i think the decision that made me decide to “risk” seeing You was how few people there are on recon who have what i need Sir. It was also by reading Your blog Sir and seeing You were obviously someone of deep thought and thinking.


to read Your blog was a way of answering all of the questions i would normally ask a Master which meant that i asked You very little. the talking we had before, had allowed me to see that the writing and You were the same person.


it meant that i would take the risk to see You. to not risk, meant i would probably never have a more intense experience, and that is what i needed, and still need Sir.


it was also when You said how this was a weekend to move me forward. there were not strings attached to the future other than a statement that You could help me Sir to the next stage - what ever that was.


after we had agreed the date, i basically carried on with life trying to not think about what i may be letting myself into. i realised at a certain point i was not talking to You as i was scared as to what may happen Sir. at that point i reached out more to You, but with Your blog there was not that much for me to talk about.


i felt any deeper conversation was not worth having until we had met and to see if we connected Sir. there are so many Masters that want to talk in much detail, and often, many of them turn out to be fake, so i try not to do that to much until i know that the person is real Sir.


as time came nearer, i did my normal approach of keeping busy, and trying not to think what i was about to do.


i did basic things, like check some expectations with You - such as what You looked like as my last photo of You was so old Sir, to find some emergency hotel places to stay around where You lived, and downloaded some apps on my phone that could help if i was suddenly on my own Sir.


the final day was very helpful, as i had an office move to organize - no real time to think Sir.


it was only when i was at the airport i had to really think about how i would approach seeing and serving You Sir.
- should i focus on all the hurt and pain of the past, and worry if it would repeat. that would poison everything that could happen between us Sir.
- do i worry about the consequences to the future - if my time with You goes wrong, do i see this as a sign that i cannot serve on a more intense level, or do i try and see this as an experiment to learn from.


so much worry, and so little time to focus on You.


when i came to was the decision to concentrate on the the now. not to worry what had happened to me, and not worry what could happen to me, but to concentrate, and to focus on each moment in the here and now.


this gave me a centeredness that i took with me throughout the entire weekend. it is one of the reasons why i did not ask You the sort of questions that i have since i had seen You Sir.


i also decided that if at a certain point i found myself in a bad situation, if a boundary was unacceptable crossed, to speak about it, but also that it would be OK to leave, but that would not mean the end of the world to me.


in terms of physical preparations, i kept going to the gym and loosing weight. even on the Friday i was seeing You i was training and pushing myself hard at the gym - something i slightly regretted when it came to serving You Sir.



How was it to live through such a training


i started out very nervous Sir. i had no idea what could happen or occur, and whether i could trust You. however there was some trust there right at the start - it is not often i would close my eyes with a stranger on a metro in a new country Sir and try and doze!


the first thing You did to me Sir is still a shock. the physical affect it had was incredible and still hard to believe. at the time it was hard to believe it was the sensations You made me experience rather than bad food.


how You easily coped with that and found a way to carry on with the session helped build that trust Sir. as that evening went on that trust built more and helped create a foundation for the next day Sir.


the trust continued that day to build and i found it easier to trust and serve You Sir.


i was very reflective, and mindful throughout all of our sessions Sir - until the last one. i noticed how when You hugged me at first, i would hug You but not strongly, to the end of the sessions on the second day where there was no inhibition to hugging You Sir.


in terms of mental preparation i kept that centeredness in me Sir, focusing on the hear and now, and not thinking or worrying on the past of future Sir. as time went on, it was easier to do that Sir.


for the most part i found it very natural and easy to serve You Sir. You were very good at making sure i knew what i should do or setting expectations.


the one thing i struggled with Sir physically was my muscles. i had trained so hard at the gym i was aching all over, and it made it harder to move, and to be flexible enough for You sometimes. with the forced weights i struggled more, as i was physically tired from the gym, and i found some of the bondage positions harder because of that - as opposed to how You had tired me up.


the final session was the one i was most nervous about, i was still worried about whether i could cope with a higher pain session after “the pegs”. instead You did something very different which i will speak about in the next question Sir.



What was left in your mind after the training


i hope this does not come over as melodramatic Sir, but i felt You had restored part of my soul.


it is a horrible thing to be full of doubt and fear. to serve is so natural for me, but the doubt and fear makes me doubt myself.


You helped move me another step through that. it is still there, but different.


i am more confident in myself, and what i might want, and when it comes to serving.


i have spoken about centredness through out these questions. at the end of the training i felt truly centered and content Sir. i felt peaceful and stronger.


i also felt myself in that final session just focus on You, and what You were doing to me Sir, no mindfulness, no reflections, just the void Sir.


i also felt very thankful to You!


slave phil





Sunday, March 23, 2014

Q & A - What is the worth of a training




For many years I have called myself a slave trainer



I have trained slaves in the ways of servitude and submission, exploring their fears and desires to the extent they can take


It is my belief that a slave can fit in whatever life his Master wants him to, be that as a pleasure toy, a pain toy, a dog, a servant or a mere object that adorns the house where your Master resides in



But do you think you can live a life that way


Every path should start with full knowledge


Knowledge of the reasons that push you towards this life, of the rewards that you can expect from living it and of the expectations of the one you will serve



Nothing comes without sacrifice


And the slave is the one who must sacrifice the most



Why I, as a Master and a possible Owner, would be willing to offer the trainings to those that may never become mine is sometimes hard to explain, but I'll sum it up for you



I like doing it



If I did not like to play this game the words you are reading now would never have been written



Remember nevertheless that there is more to these words that needs to be learned


Words do not offer all the dimensions that this knowledge hides


A slave has to truly understand them in the flesh



Why would I want to own a slave that knows nothing of what it means to be a slave nor what it implies

Why would any master want that



Moulding a slave takes time


Many years in some cases, with success many times never arriving


That dedication to a slave is something that does not come cheap, so the better prepared a slave comes into his Master's hand the easier it will be to take him, trimming the edges instead of the whole body and the most enjoyment the Master will be able to take from his slave in the time he possesses him



Someone has to take the first step in that preparation


And I just happened to be on your path this time as it has happened to other masters in the past


The more you hold on to something the easier it is for it to fall from your hand. In my view that also happens to slaves



A heart has to be given by your own free will and no inexperienced slave will be able to do that


A strong and determined hand has to hold the pen that writes the contract that will change his life forever



My training is intended to help a slave achieve that



It will not be my hand holding a slave down but the one setting you free when all that needs to be taught is done


It will be by your own free will that you will return for the next step in your life



I will not keep your chain warm for your arrival as you may never return


But if your heart is warm to the moments and emotions shared from the experience then I will be happy for the both of us



That is the reward in the teachings that I seek


All else is an extra


A cherry on top of the cake



Feel free to apply to me or any other master willing to take you



It is better to know and dislike it than to never learn and forever live in doubt




Perhaps you will like it










Tuesday, January 1, 2013

Your place as my slave




I see all slaves as students

Coming to be trained



My classes are different than what you find in a normal school



You will have only one teacher and there is no uniform

You will learn mostly with your body and the subject of study will be you

You will be my student and your body will be my teaching equipment




For the teaching to occur, certain items are required that you must bring


Trust

Respect

Commitment

Endurance

Submission



Doing a proper training demands many things from me being the two most important ones


Time

Dedication



I try to see slaves as a long time investment

Specially as my time for doing trainings is limited


I nowadays search for constructing something that I can be proud of.

Even if it means destroying it first


You may think that you know what it means to be a slave

What it means to be My slave



A slave serves

That is true


But how do you serve me

What should be your manners

What should you do on what occasions

How can you transform even the harshest things that I do to you into things that can give you pleasure and that way please me

How can you break the barriers that hold you from giving yourself fully to me



Nothing you have done until this day can prepare you for what you are about to face in my hands

You will only be a proud slave if you can survive a full training will me... and be invited to return once again



What I offer does not come cheap on the body or the mind

But the reward may be worth it

And it depends only on you



Make me see in you a stone worth cutting into a diamond with a mind strong enough to take a beating until it shines



My playroom, my teachings and my time can be yours

And only a Contract away from getting it