When I was 8 years old I realized I loved being the bratty kid when playing house because it always brought on the punishment. I continued to play house with my friends all the way up to my freshman year of highschool. My friends and I would hide it after a certain age but I loved being spanked or force to do things for being in trouble. I noticed back then that I was a little different because no one else wanted to be punished like I did. Later on in life my first girlfriend had explored the life a little herself and noticed the tendencies in me. She would tell me things She would do to punish me. I realized then that I wanted to be a submissive. For a long time it was just a strong desire and I gathered knowledge where ever I could. The moment when I knew for sure that I was a slave, that I knew that was who I wanted to be came later. It came after I had trained for awhile and had to leave. I never thought I would miss the control, the discipline, the pain, and the relationship of Dom/Sub like I did. It became more than a desire and turned into a need. One that ached if not fufilled.