Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Dear blessed holy socks,
Fear not for my slave's immortal soul.
She has already found the path to her salvation.
That path is the worship of her Master and soul mate.
In this incarnation he gives her all she needs.
He gives her love. Serving and worshiping him gives her purpose which she didn't have before her enslavement.
He gives her security both in this world and in all the incarnations she will have to come, because as soul mates we will always seek out and find one another to resume our rightful places.
For the moment she is happy for the first time in her life. She is fulfilled as a person and truly free from the bondage of her previous existence.
No longer is she shackled with the distorted puritanical values she grew up with. She is free now to indulge her deepest needs as all women were meant to yet few are able to.
No need to look for a metaphysical heaven to aspire to for happiness.
She has it here and now as my slave.
For many years she sought enlightenment and happiness through spirituality but only found it when she traded her freedom for my collar.
Since that time she has known the peace of mind that comes to those who claim to be spiritually enlightened but hers is real doesn't require denying herself the pleasure God intended a woman to have.
So she worships me as a God which in many ways I am to her. The giver of life, joy, happiness , security and above all, endless orgasmic pleasure. And like a God, I mete out punishment for transgressions against my will.
It is said that we are all divine creatures. If that is true then if she worships me as a God who is to say she is wrong?
Only my phenomenal modesty forbids me from ordering her out to spread the Gospel about me.
I am content with a single worshiper.