From Kinky to Slave Chapter 30: Reflection

Today I turned 23 years old. Five years ago, the course of my life changed radically. I believe in Destiny. I don't know how or why. I also don't care. The truth is that I don't know how I dared to do it. I still don't know how I had the balls.

I decided to write these stories to try to help my potential brothers. My Master always insisted that his "boys," as he affectionately calls us, must be "altruistic." I love his way of seeing life. Helping our neighbors makes us happier. Building and not destroying. Adding and not subtracting. Multiplying and not dividing. Logic makes sense.

You can fulfill yourself by being "inferior." "It's not easy," my Master always told me, "but the path is simple." In reality, what is fundamental is to meet the right people. "Trust" is the basis of a D/s relationship, Dominant/submissive. "Submissives obey with pleasure when whoever dominates them is fair." This is one of my Master's mottos.

I came from nothing. I didn't know anything. I didn't even know myself. I let myself go. I accepted everything. Absolutely everything. My annulment was my destiny. The only thing that really matters is values. When my Master asked me about my values, I didn't know what to answer. Then he told me in his calm but firm tone: "Values: (In alphabetical order) Abnegation, Altruism, Confidence, Discipline, Education, Delivery, Honesty, Humility, Loyalty, Personal and emotional responsibility, Improvement." These are the values I need you to have. Any failure to comply with any of them will be punished.

Don't look for my social media: I NO LONGER HAVE ANY. After three years of being in the spotlight, I've returned to anonymity. All the names in these stories are not real. Out of respect. I'm sure you know my face. I starred in 18 porn movies. I always thought I was a bad actor. In fact, I didn't want to see the last three. It made me feel sick.

When I returned from filming the last one, which I did alone, my Master saw that I was strange.

"Come here." I approached him and received a slap. I started crying. My Master hugged me and told me:

"Our communication is failing because you're not telling me everything."

"Yes, Master, forgive me. I feel bad. And I've been feeling this way for a few months. I didn't want to worry you because I thought it wasn't important and that it would pass. But I can't take it anymore." We were silent for a while, hugging.

"Tell me what's bothering you."

"The truth is everything. Traveling so much. Feeling alone. There, I'm just a piece of meat. I don't connect with anyone. We can't talk. Everyone is snorting." We were still hugging. I felt like a little boy who hasn't matured. And my Master was silent.

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"You can't keep going like this," my Master decreed with his characteristic calmness.

"No, Master, please."

My Master took his laptop and spent a while lookin...