Vanilla You asked!

You haved asked me to write in expressing why i still up hold this way of life and how i see that it will continue to better my life.... For many years, such memories i put into stories, poem and examples of gorean commands, positions  i long to remember and forget....For i served and was used as animal of sort for the pleasure of men and women alike... When all i ever wanted was to kneel serving only One true loving Master in my rightful place.... Please don't get me wrong, i love this way of life... Even much of the gorean beliefs... More so since that its much how i was raised... But not like how i was trained, used and abused once i left my Father's hone and care.... my former owner was a very cruel human being.  And many took and partaked in his pleasure... This way of life has a very fine line between dominance and submission and pure abuse... Many questions well why did you stay... Answer is i bared a child... That he used to keep me traped... i lived in fear till i safely got her and i out...i was raised, no matter BDSM or Gorean... There must be an understanding of trust, loyalty, devotion and even some form of love for the Master and slave to grow..... my Father, even though He had many females that came and went... He cared for them all deeply.. Never a one went without what they needed... No matter if it was discipline, guidance, a tender yet sweet painful pleasure of a touch. His love... Remember many times His girls would simply just want a shoulder to cry on... Due to some emotional problem of their past.... my own mother never showing jealisy, always sisterly love.... Father taught, no matter how many females a Man has... They are His... Others may look.... May even envy but never touch.... Many may say my Father was greedy...Used to hear Him say, that His girls was His jewels why tarnish them by allowing others to handle them.... Same as His children, He loved us all.. None did He love less than the other... His Sons, that He was so proud that one day would grow up to be strong Dominant honorable Men.... and His daughters willful, vibrant, beautiful with self-respect submissive natural in nature... pure sexually un-touched yet trained to know their place... Father, taught much of BDSM....while living some gorean.... He wasn't one for living it by the book.... He knew fairy tail from real life... Not saying others don't... But have noticed many likes to live the books a bit much... Which again makes this way of life so different and pure... You make it your own... us children was home schooled, mother spoke cherokee... Father allowed His daughters very little english... And much of the outside world wasn't permitted... Due to the fact that so much could tarnish His teachings... Much love we was given... we were taught right from wrong, just like any other child... Full aware that there is a heaven and a hell... What you call God.... He is my Great Spirit one in the same... ina urth... mother earth is His church...take care of her..... While growing up, as i said. As any child we rebelled... i even admit myself more than my other siblings... Knowing one day that my Father would pick and choose who collar and own me... Awe, i find myself needing to back up a bit... and explain... Being raised in this way of life and then given. You must be asking how is it chosen... Well... In my family, our Father,as well not only trained subs/slaves ... He trained and worked with Masters/Doms .... Mistress/dommies.... Times one of the Masters or Master & Mistress team became interested in one of His daughters.... Then Father would do His screening... See if He thought They was worthy of one of His daughters... If so He would take Them under His wing and teach Them His ways for a few years before allowing Him to collar His daughter... my former owner was much different... He saut me out at a young age... He first was nothing more than a hired hand... i was only 14 years old... None of us daughters ever collared and owned before the age of 18... And was kept pure, un-touched... besides the loving bi-sexual lustful nature we shared with our mother and our sister slaves... cherries still in tact.  Mmm, i am to be explaining why i up hold this way of life... And yet, so far making it sound a bit barberic arent i.... Not meaning to....cause its far from it. Father just had His ways, His beliefs.. And by all means He meant well... He was a very honorable Master... Never once done anything out of anger nor allowed such power to go to His head... He remember that He first was simply a Man... Handed to Him was a beautiful submissive female that willingly gave her heart, mind, body and soul... For Him to guide, nurture, discipline, love and protect.... And take as He seen fit.... In return, she will lovingly strive to obey, serve and pleasure her Master in every way.... Why would any Master or Mistress want to abuse that... No matter if a male or female sub or slave....  This way of life is all about trust... Without it, we have nothing... Trust that power is given... Submission is taken... Love is granted and accepted... Within it we are found free...Is just many of the teachings that my Father taught... Yet without trust power is taken.... Submission never given... Love is lost and forgotten...  Without trust we can't ever truly be free!... Again i find myself rambling on of my Father's teachings... Which can be very easy for me to do... Not meaning to boast of Him, yet am proud to have known of such a Master such as Him... For it makes me sad that so many do abuse this way of life... Allowing the kink, the power to be their only drive... When the true gift is the exchange of trust that grows into such a powerful bond of dominance and submission...my Former, abused the gift that was given... Even though my Father thought He gave me to one He thought had honor... This girl knew, before collar even touched her neck.. That it was already tarnished... For there was no love, no trust truly earned yet only in Father's eyes...  Lesson harshly learned, just because a Man learns to become a Master doesn't mean He is a good one... Times He forgets that He simply a Man... And a slave is yet still human... my Former just didn't care... Which is a completely different story to tell... As for now... If i can some how get back on track... And state why this way of life i up hold and will continue better my life... Well... Its simple, its who i am... i have always been... Much i see how it has pushed me throughout my life... Made me stronger... Much i see in every day life how it makes life simpler... More at ease.... Knowing that even if we look back in time indeed we would find maybe without the kink our roles in life has always been clear... Isn't that a comforting thought? we are who we are... we are raised how we were raised... we believe in what we believe... we all hope and pray.... Lust and love... live and die.... No matter what what way of life.... Its up to us to allow it to up lift or break us...So why not enjoy the kink... Embrace the bondage of submission...Trust in the Dominance of a true honorable Master... Fall madly in love with being collared and owned....kneeling,Knowing that your loved and in your rightful place!