Property in the Context of BDSM
What is a slave (in the context of BDSM)? Well, the good old dictionary defines “slave” as: “A person who is the property of and wholly subject to another”. I like this definition a lot. It sums me up pretty well, I think. Property is an important word for me, because in essence it defines what I am. I feel very fortunate that one simple word could define me so well. Being the property of another person is a slave’s personal heaven, I would not be happy in fulfilled in life if I were not the property of my Master. I posted this video because when i saw it on Wasteland, I recognized myself and the idea that I am property. I saw this gorgeous slave being fully taken advantage of, with no say in the matter whatsoever…her asshole opened up time and time again by her Master’s cock and the relentless fucking machine…I’ve felt that pain, I’ve felt that horror, and ultimately…that pleasure. The pleasure of being taken over by someone else – fully and completely.
I am wholly subject to another, whom I call call Master. He does with me as he wishes, when he wishes, and I understand full well my position. I am reminded of my position dozens of times every day, with every hardship my body and mind endures my submssion grows further…watching movies like this from Wasteland and other sites, is further reinforcement…it reminds me of what I might look like to an outside observer. It is horrible and glorious. Seeing the utter pain, but likewise the fulfillment…it’s a contradiction in and of itself and honestly I’ve long since stopped trying to figure it out. Why does enslavement fulfill myself and so many others, so? It is a testament to human complexity…the diversity of our sexuality. I’m sure some scientest somewhere poked a brain the right way and has some hypothesis as to why some of us need to be slaves, but in truth, I don’t think I’d want to understand. This morning as Master’s beautifully glorious cock sat on my tongue and his morning piss ran cleanly down my throat – I kneeled there and looked up at him…worshipping him. I felt such happiness, which is rare during his morning drainings – as I very much have disliked drinking his urine in the past – but this morning I was at peace with myself, and my duty.
The slave in the video (and the corresponding picture gallery if you follow me after the break by clicking “more”) is named Sicilia, and she is – like me – a lifestyle slave as well. Not to the Master shown in the video, her real Master enjoys watching her escapades with other Masters on video and so allows her to participate with Wasteland…as many of you probably know my Master is good friends with the folk at Wasteland, hence why I know. She is shipped off to surrender herself to the tortures of another man, while her Master enjoys her efforts and the following video. It’s quite satisfying for me to know these little tidbits…it enhances the viewing experience, knowing full-well her Master watched this very same video, likely with her kneeling next to him watching herself be mercilessly abused. Perhaps servicing him with her mouth under his desk while he watches…knowing full well that he is watching her…what a situation!
If you enjoyed the video, I highly recommend the amazing photography that goes along with it, follow me after the break to check it out! (more…)







