The Slave's Choice

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The slaves choice
By: Michael Nesbitt

Flash Fiction / Erotica / Journal entry
 

The question has been broached on occasion as to why I chose to become a slave. I have taken the time to consider this idea in depth and feel I am now ready to answer the question.
I realize that before I can answer the why I need to answer the how. Maybe it's because I was raised by a single mother who was strict and as such I developed a need for a strong dominant woman in my life. Maybe I can't control my own life and desire a woman who can set limits for me that would enable me to become more of the person I need to be. Both of these are true but I think I am drawn to strength in women. The woman who is clearly in control and dominant in all aspects of her life. I have wondered about why and I have discovered that it's not just the dominance that I desire but it's so much more than that.
Over time, I was drawn more and more to this type of woman. One day I picked up a book by Anne Rice ( the claiming of sleeping beauty). The cruel beauty of discipline and dominance. Fr some reason, I found this to be a turn on, and at the time I felt that I would enjoy spanking a sexy little bottom until it's red as a bowl of cherries. Even though, I did enjoy myself on several occasions, something was missing. I would feel guilty afterwards and I knew that I was going down the wrong path. I wanted to be the one dominated and not the one doing the dominating. I knew it was something I wanted but being denied it only made me want it more.
I was introduced to FETLIFE quite by accident, but have found it to be perfect in every way. Meeting people is fun and easy and there are no taboo subjects. I found my mistress here and I am happy to have done so. She is strict and tough and can best me in all things. I love her very much and respect her as well.
So then, the answer to the question of why is simple.... It's where I belong and where want to be. It's really that simple.
I am comfortable over a woman's knee and know this is the one place I can be me and live in the servitude of my mistress. My heart swells at the thought of being a slave and serving my mistress. I am happy and happiness is the ultimate goal