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My sub partner--who is "partner" in every sense of the word--had some very abusive relationships in her history before we met. Having learned of what others put her through made my blood boil with anger. she was shown no respect whatsoever and had been beaten to the point of requiring hospitalization. From what she told me, the beating was all because she refused to be chained nude to a dog run in the back yard and flogged. The names she was called weren't intended to inflame passion but to negate humanity.

That's why it was such a surprise when she whispered to me once that she wanted to be called My slut and My whore or the like. I'd taken great pains (wink) to avoid phrases and actions that would humiliate her; the last thing I wanted was any kind of comparison to someone in her past. The key word in each, though, was "My."

We had a long talk about this, and she told me that she was a little afraid of the reactions she might have upon hearing me say those types of things, but she trusted me to remember love and respect. she said she wanted the freedom to be a whore and a slut without fear of harsh judgment or revulsion. she wanted something kinder to replace her nightmares.

Even she knew during her darkest times that regardless of the words used, there's a huge difference between the concepts humiliation and degradation. Power is given--not taken. she gave herself freedom when she gave Me power. In that, we both found reward.

It's taken some time, patience on both our parts, and even tears, but now My lovely little slut begs to hear that all of her is Mine.