What woman could respect a man who is not strong enough to put her under the whip?
Guardsman of Gor - Page 102
I have been chosen by Him, I am his Slave, I exist for him, I exist for His Pleasure. He is having me embark on a long intense journey with Him.
In the vanilla world I am a business woman, assertive, not a doormat, making decisions all the time. But I need, crave, and hunger for the role reversal, to transfer all my authority, control, my pride to another's control. I need, crave, and hunger to feel the whip on my back and breasts and elsewhere, and to be tormented with all the techniques of pain, agony, and fire that my master can bring upon me to bear for his pleasure. My body is his canvas, his implements of torture that bring me such deep pleasure and fulfillment are his brushes, and my marked flesh is his final picture of beauty.
Yet, I am defined by a culture that I respect and adore, the culture of Gor. I am on a journey, to become a kajira, pleasing in any way possible with my mind, body, flesh, heart, and soul, my master who I will adore, respect and cherish, to learn the protocols of the serve, the dance of the whip, the submission that this beautiful culture takes in.
I want both, I must have both, the sensual and animalistic heat that arouses me require both for my fulfillment as a woman. My destiny is to be a maso slave kajira of Gor, but to my master, I hope I shall be his pain goddess, and his submission slave of pleasure.
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My Ideal Person:
I am currently not looking. I have found a Master who understands me, understands my needs, respects me for the woman that I am. He is not afraid to take me to my limits and beyond them, to mold me in the manner he sees fit, and to send fire through my flesh. Yet he is kind, understanding, a teacher who respects me and my journey and wishes to teach me all that he knows, allows me to attend to my vanilla needs and life, and above all he cherishes me and respects me as the woman that I am. I have found HIM.
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