New Blog – Thoughts of a girl

Due to an issue that seems to have no resolution, this blog about a girl being trained is….well, there is no longer training.  So, please visit Thoughts of a girl, as that will be the on going thoughts of the one some would call submissive, some slave, some bottom; semantics.

The new blog is:

http://thoughtsofagirl.wordpress.com/wp-admin/index.php

His Rules

1. My slave accepts that when she is wrong she needs to be punished.  She understands that I have every right to punish her as I see the need and that she must always thank me after being corrected.
2. Because she understands that punishment will help her learn to be a better slave she will immediately confess to each error or act of disobedience as soon as she becomes aware of it by coming to me on her knees and saying:”Master I have disobeyed you by _________________ and I ask to be punished so that I can better learn to serve and please you.”She will memorize these words and recite them exactly as written each time they are required.
3. She will never orgasm without permission and fully accepts my right to either deny her pleasure or allow her release.  She will be given pleasure when I wish it and will focus her thoughts on how she can be a better slave.
4. She will hurt for me because she knows it pleases me and she will thank me for allowing her to provide me with this pleasure.

To be continued….

Who is the girl being trained to please ?

So starts this new journey with Him. 

But before there was Him, there was this girl, a slave, busy with life and a child, work, sports, homework, housework, never ending things occupying her time.  So she was not looking for a Man for a relationship.  Just going along her merry way until she received an email one day.  His words couldn’t help but intrigue her.  Being submissive she was polite and responded to each email respectfully declining those interested, until Him. 

 His words were succinct and to the point.  He didn’t want a brat to tame.  He was looking for a woman who knew that pleasing a Man is pleasure.  And so began our banter back and forth via email. 

He remained very up front and from all she could tell, honest.  We all know how important honesty is so that we can learn with each other, grow with each other.  Integrity, such a rare find it seems, yet here before her was a Man that seemed to have that and so much more.  He knew what he wanted, and somehow, exactly how to get it….before she realized it, their conversations left her wanting more.

He described how he trains a girl using humility.  How sexuality can be a tool and implement in training.  She responded with non sexual ways to train and he weighed her words instead of pounding his chest “my way or the highway”.  Now with that said, he is the decision maker in the end, but at least he listens and then does as is his will.

There is so much more that can be said, but this would end up being a book instead of an intro to us.  We met face to face after talking for a month; the chemistry was palpable.  His eyes mesmerizing, his voice distinct and his control…….undeniable.  The moment she knew that she would serve this Man, was the night they met.  Sitting together having a wonderful conversation, open, honest and forthright about expectations, wants, needs.  Then his hand encircled her wrist with authority….reaction surged through her veins as her breath caught in her chest. 

That night, this journey you read about here began.  She became, Michael’s slave.