What is a Slave?

((This was assign to me by my Master. He has asked me to write down what i believe a slave is. It took me sometime to think of it, remembering that I have done a similar writing sometime back. My response hasn't changed from the span of time for deep in my heart these are my thoughts open))

What is a slave? Many confuses this to the single form of slavery. When one is forced into doing another's will. But, in truth, it is one's decision and by free will to be a slave. By having the desire to serve with all body, heart, mind and soul in absolute obedience. And to trust that one being, who is Master, when giving one's free will and desire. That is what a slave is to me.

To be a slave, is giving your life, love, trust and free will to that one soul who is one's Owner. Devoting loyalty and obedience to him or her, if Owner is ever a woman. One must believe within themselves and know of the slave within to serve without doubts, to hinder them. When one opens freely to one's slave heart, one's serves with absolute confidence within one's skills.

When one is slave, it's to serve with absolute obedience and with no hesitation or questions. To do what one is told freely and gladly. Knowing that one is pleasing another by one small service. Such as, fetching a glass of water or wine.

Many would also think that being a slave is low and that they can't do things. Granted, there are restrictions to all what a slave does. But within, they are more free then any Free Person could be. And a slave can do more then any Free Person would ever dream of doing. For an example, a slave girl can do the slave dances when a regal Free Woman dares not to brandish herself in such lustful activities.

So, what it means to be a slave, is serving with an open heart and mind, the free will to serve another and the pleasure of the serve.

I've choosen to be a slave, for many reasons. Some are what others would called foolishness. I've been a submissive for many years, granted. So, I decided out of curiousity on what it would be like a slave. Thats when I met my Master, and with trust and understand on aiding me to find my slave being, freely I surrender to him. As each day passes, the more my heart burns to each serve and desire grew. I felt more free as a slave then when I did as a Free.

The pleasure to serve another is breath taking and very enjoyable. I have fun with every serve, knowing that I'm pleasing and making my Master proud to own such a fine creature of desire and passion.

I'm proud of what and who I am. I'm a slave girl. Owned by my free will, decision, passion and desire.

Loved and be loved, is a fine reward this slave has ever learned during her time of the collar and I won't trade a thing for it to be removed. I love my collar as I love being owned by my Master.

Day3:Journal

One knows its been a little while since shes been on here. Dealing with real life issues but that doesn't count for slacking which one hasn't.
Each morning as soon as she wakes up and just before bed, kneeling quietly upon the mattress, unclothed and thighs spread as one sits back upon her heels, silently reciting the Slave's Creed.
One could feel each word as she speaks it. The sudden shivers like fingers caressing over one's flesh. The tightening and burning feeling deep within one's belly.
But, is glad to know that Master has return, thusly can return to one's training. Its gonna be hard to remember to beg permission for everything when one is so used to getting up and doing it for oneself. It feel strange doing such, kneeling there having to beg to rise and step away for a few. Could feel one's heart beating fast and the strange tingling running through the body.
I don't understand these.
Why am I feeling this? How am I suppose to react?
Sooner or later, one will understand these as one's training continue. Hopefully one's own Beloved would be pleased with all of her efforts and hard work to learn how to be a good slave in the end.
Hopefully.