Journal Entry – Tuesday, 5 September 2017

There are so many ways for a dominant female to control a male, and even more ways if the male is a submissive. The most wonderful part of it that I have come to realise and appreciate is that literally, Mistress can use both the proverbial carrot and the stick on the slave both as a reward and punishment (sometimes at the same time!). The slave is equally turned on by being allowed to worship Mistress’ legs as he is by severe public humiliation or even physical torture. After a while, the distinction between the carrot and the stick is blurred and the slave sees them as one and the same, in which case Mistress would then simply just use the stick repeatly to mould the slave. 


Journal Entry – Monday, 4 September 2017

I was supposed to meet Mistress later this week, in part to give her the gifts that I got for her. Unfortunately due to work commitments I had to cancel. I am glad that Mistress is so understanding. Sometimes work just takes so much out of me and it is difficult to give my all to Mistress. It should never turn out this way. Mistress demands a hundred percent and that is what I should be giving her.

Journal Entry – Sunday, 3 September 2017

Why must a dominant submissive relationship be kept a secret? Is it only because it is contrary to societal norms? Certainly in most countries, such relationships in themselves are not contrary to the law. It would be interesting if one day in future, we would evolve into a matrichrical society, where it would be acceptable for a dominant female to have a male in tow to do her bidding. It would be a lot more fulfilling if Mistress Stacy could make me do things like worship her heels in public. From my perspective, I would also be so proud to be seen to belong to her and to service her. Such freedom of expression would surely help strength the bond between Mistress and slave.

Journal Entry – Saturday, 2 September 2017

As one of Mistress Stacy’s slaves, I feel that I need to always ask myself the question “What would Mistress wish for me to do?” before making any decisions. In this way, I can immerse myself deeper into the lifestyle as her slave and live my life in the correct spirit of how she would want me to live my life. As a slave, I always profess my devotion to Mistress but it is more important that I show it in my actions and how I choose to conduct myself daily. I mentioned in previous posts that after giving myself to Mistress Stacy I found I am much more submissive in the presence of other ladies as well but while this is integral to my submissive nature, and some would say integral to the concept of matriarchy, I know that I have to place Mistress Stacy and her wishes ahead of anyone else because she owns me and I live for her.

Journal Entry – Friday, 1 September 2017

It is the start to another month. What do I look forward to this month? Most certainly, I am looking forward to more opportunities to serve Mistress Stacy in person. What do I hope will happen this month is that Mistress will finally grant me the session with her. This is all not for me to decide of course. I can only beg and hope she will indulge me.

Journal Entry – Thursday, 31 August 2017

Over the weeks I was away, I owed Mistress tribute which I duly sent to her today. I felt a strong sense of pride and fulfilment in the process of doing so. I have definitely come some way from the early days of my surrender to Mistress when there was some reluctance to part with tribute. It is quite different now. I wish Mistress would step up with my training as we head towards the end of the year. I want to be a better slave. I will never be good enough but I will always serve Mistress Stacy to the best of my ability.

Journal Entry – Wednesday, 30 August 2017

I am back. Refreshed and ever so eager to serve Mistress Stacy. Mistress is literally a drug. I know she can destroy me completely and yet I so willingly give myself up to her. In my head there is this message that keeps telling me that I need Mistress and that I am nothing without her. I know I need her. Not hearing from her for so many days breaks me. It makes me question my self worth.