Recently i told my O/owners that i was about to stop serving them because i had found a job.

It resulted they were wrong news, because that job position was apparently given to someone else. My hopes to get that job haven't vanished tough, but this event, apart from being a shaming circumstance, has cast some (more?!) questions about the quality of my subservience to owner maso.

For instance, would the fact that i cannot longer devote physically to discipline my body and mind on the behalf of my O/owners mean that i'm less of a slave?

The meaning of the world 'lifelong' is forever. So, how could that lifelong status be sustained if i stop performing the duties that justify my existence as a slave?

Could one just be a slave in its mind alone?

i suppose i'm asking all this because i've been now the fucktoy of owner maso for long enough to end up not understanding a life without her, without her control, without her abuse. It's a feeling that goes beyond love or even loyalty. Its raw need of being owned what it possesess every fiber in my slave's body.

And i owe the sculpting of this new (degraded and abused) me to a woman: owner maso.

Hers is an unimaginable power. It must be, in order to inflict that kind of damage to a single man in his mid-forties, through thousands of miles of distance.

i'm irremediably addicted to the abuse that my owner inflicts on me. Even if life itself were to temporarily prevent the performance of disciplinary tasks and regular punishments that make a great part of our relationship, she would be in my mind, in my heart and in this filthy cock of slave, reminding me of how disgusting i am and how much i really need her in order to survive.

i would have never suspected that a sadistic mind could be so toxic and delicious. 

So, that's how wrong news can be turned into good news :) 

pp