3 years ago, I chanced upon Mistress’s website on Slave Domination.

Mistress’s beauty attracted me.  But one thing that made her so distinctly different and special to me, is that she has the strong character and willpower to create a perfect world, where she is the Goddess and men her slaves. Her articles are indeed factual and convincing.  

“If women control men, then men will never make more silly mistakes.” It is very true. 

At that time, I was too eager and hasty to introduce myself to Mistress. I asked Mistress over yahoo messenger if Mistress could help me sell swimsuits, and together we might be able to make money together. I got reprimanded and rejected right on the spot. I realized my folly.  

Mistress is a person with “iron” character and will never bow down to people’s request. It is written clearly on her website, but I overlooked it. This is my first encounter with Mistress and a very bad one for me, for I approached her at the wrong angle.  

My wrong approach upsets me for weeks (onto months), for I know I would never gain a place in Mistress’s heart again.  I later get caught on in my studies and finally in work. And I only get to surf Mistress’s websites occasionally during my pastimes and admire Mistress beauty on her web pages’ photos late at night. But I never approach her for fear that she remembers me and blocks me out of her sight. 

Recently, I fell out of love, which is about 6 months ago. I went into more dating, but find that I most likely won’t be able to get a girlfriend due to my low self-esteem and unattractiveness. So I vow to remain single for life. I told myself if there is a place where I can expend myself fully; I am willing to do so, even voluntary work or massaging people’s smelly feet. I once prayed to God to let me find this place, and let me serve till my days end.

Now, when I chance upon her website again, I was in bad shape – No life, no friends, no one to care for me. I notice in her online guestbook, her number of slaves has grown to more than 10. So many souls have already applied to be her slaves.  

I try my luck again and give Mistress my first $600 tribute to make her happy, so that she knows I am suitable to be her slave. She accepts my fresh application. I am filled with joy. The feeling is as good as winning a 1^st prize lottery. 

The following experience marks another turning back on my life again. I begin to give more and more tributes to Mistress when she demands it. But I feel so painful when tributes go over my budget for 2 months. Money is the dream of a man. I feel drained and devastated. I feel my soul is leaving me. I thought it is crazy. I want to leave. I pick up my handphone and straight away sms Mistress that I am giving up. I feel it was so unbearable. On that very day, I left Mistress. 

But when I come back to loneliness again, I begin to think, what do I truly want for my life. Isn’t Mistress the one I have been looking for? Why do I give up so easily over money? Isn’t a dream is worth more than money? I will be so useless if everything is just me. 

After a while of real thorough thinking, I feel that it is wrong for me to leave. Mistress did care for me at night when I was working for her. Mistress is really the only one I can look upon to and who can really train me. She exposed all my flaws. 

It is a strange feeling. I feel that Mistress is the woman of all man: The one who can fill the hearts of many. Why must I do such a thing to leave Mistress? Mistress, I am an idiot. 

I beg to come back to Mistress one fine day. Mistress did not expect me to come back. I try to convince her that I am coming back for good. I make her feel that I am truly her slave again- this time, I am going to stay. I am her pet who went missing and come back again, because I miss my owner and I regret my ways.  

It was then that she discovers my web designing skills and others, and so I have been working continuously for Mistress ever since I came back to Mistress. And now too. 

Mistress is my life now. I have given all my cards to Mistress to let her gain control over all my bank accounts. That’s how much I want to give her now. I don’t mind being penniless. This is different when I was a month ago when I gave up. I want to be a good and dedicated pet with full devotion. 

It was hard work at night till late. But I am happy and at the same time feel honored to be the slave accompanying Mistress every night. Many times I asked her, trying to interact with her, on what’s on her mind. She is open, but will keep the line solid between mistress and slave. I will be scolded if I cross the line too. 

The journey will be long and special for me. I do not know what will come at the end of it. But I hope Mistress will know me as her loyal pet slave, who can sacrifice and put in every effort to achieve her goals.

 Rayboi