What my Master means to me

I came to my Master through this page, almost by chance. For a long time, my Master educated me daily online (it was during the pandemic times and it wasn't easy to meet in person); he was molding and instructing me, helping me discover who I was and to bring out the slave that I had inside and that, for so many years, had been hidden and silenced. When my Master considered that the moment had arrived and that I had already assumed what I was, an inferior being born to serve, obey, and surrender, he offered me the possibility of fully surrendering to submission and abandoning my previous life. I didn't have the courage to do it, and although we met face to face, the training had come to an end. My Master had managed to make me accept with pride what I was, and to be aware that if I didn't move forward in that direction, it was because I didn't dare to, by my own decision.

However, during all that time, my Master supported me in many other aspects of my life (work, academic, personal)... He is a true Master, a superior being who knows how to guide those who are below him and who doesn't intend to take advantage of them, but rather to free them so that they can become what they are meant to be.

My Master and I stopped writing to each other for periods of time, but in my head, I always have a feeling of infinite gratitude towards Him, for having helped me recognize myself as what I am: an inferior dog who needs the hand of a Master to guide him. And, precisely because of that, I periodically return to my Master: because only He truly knows me, knows what I am in a deep way, and knows the words to remind me of it.

And, in his infinite generosity, he has given me the opportunity to serve him again. And this time I want to accept: because I owe it to him, because he deserves it, and because a slave, a dog, should always take one more step, even if it's with fear, towards what he should become.