A FemDom thought on slavery

TO BE EDITED at some point

People often ask Me about slavery. They want to become My slaves, serve Me as My slaves, even live as My slaves. I just smile at their silly ignorance. Do they know what they are saying, do they really talk about slavery? No, they don´t. What they talk about is “a consensual play between adults”. This is the stale compromise that the SM community has found with the vanilla society. The politically correct definition that enabled some marketing professionals to present high-booted Pro-Dommes and leather clad Pop singers on mainstream TV for the clandestine indulgence of the silent majority. Mouldy, hypocritical, weak, dishonest. The problem lies in the words “consensual” and “play”. In true slavery there is no such thing as agreement. If something If something is “consensual” it means that it has found the consent of all involved parties. It involves the concept of free choice. But slavery never is a choice. A slave does not become such by choice, by turning himself in voluntarily. He becomes so by arrest, by capture, by birth. But never by decision.

The estates of the Russian nobility in the 17th century were filled with slaves, the cotton fields of the Southern States of the US in the 19th century were and also the concentration camps of the Nazis in the 20th century. The Domina studios of the 21st century for sure are not.
Slavery is not “play”. It is quite the opposite of that. Think of the examples I just mentioned. Did those peasants, workers, inmates “play”? For sure they did not.

When I talk about slavery I mean the real thing. I am not interested in a staged play. My idea of slavery is irreversible. I am aroused by the despotic Russian duchess who stands above the law. I get wet by the thought of the Southern Belle with the ferocious whip feared by the slaves in her possession. I am the cruel guard in the black uniform with the skull emblem on her cap and the man-hunting German shepherd on her leash.

All this is Me, not the modern service provider who fulfills the kinky wishes of some solvent clients looking for some extraordinary titillation. This is why I have My problems with being a Pro-Domme. Taking money from someone means that there is an exchange of something. he who pays the money is under the impression that he has acquired a certain right to be entertained, to give directions, to be in control. And I do not want anyone to be in control but Me. To tell You the true: There is nothing that I hate more than not being in total control. I am a control fetishist. This is why I like My filming work much more than the paid sessions. In the filming I am more in control. I give the directions, nobody else. And the people who buy the clips have no saying over Me and My time at all.

So, am I happy with the world as it is? Not really. Of course, I have to accept the rules of society as they are as of now. I can’t open My own concentration camp. But I am surely working on it. Not a concentration camp of course. But on relationships that come as close as possible to owning men in the true sense of the word. I deprived my personal slave from all his possessions, from his job, from his money, from his self -determined sexuality. he is totally dependent on Me. he does not decide anything anymore. he asks Me for guidance. And it is just a matter of time and consequences that I will irrevocably brand him as my property. You just can´t imagine how this true repression and submission of a human being arouses Me.

My personal slave is just the first step. There will be more. In My Femdom home, Polyandry House. Men living there with me who will be deprived of everything. Free will, money, status, everything. My property.

I do not share this cozy and warm public illusion of the equality of people. Of equal rights and justice. I believe that there is a leading class and a following class. How can the followers possibly think, they have been endowed with the same rights as the leaders? What gives them the right to think so? Who or what should have been stupid enough to give them such rights? Why should the weak and useless have the same rights as the strong and powerful? There is no such equality. The equality of men is nothing but an invention of Western European so called philanthropists from the 18th century. Wherever you look in the world and in history there is hierarchy, despotism, subjugation. Survival of the fittest. Extinction of the weak. In every other society, in nature, everywhere. This is our true nature. Not an illusion of an equality that is based on a fundamental misconception of human nature.

The majority of people does not want to live an independent life and to accept responsibility. They want the security that lies in following orders. They want to turn off their heads in the secutrity that someone else takes care of all the difficult decisions. Responsibility is something for the few leaders not for the many followers.

So, what is My personal utopia? It is this combination of Female Supremacy, dictatorship of the capable, suppression of the following masses. Because this finally is the best solution for all. Forget about the chimeras that were bred in the brains of European philosophers centuries ago. Hail despotism. This is the true progress of society.

Still want to become My slave? Be careful what you wish for. You might end up with much more than you bargained for.