Chaucerian's specific question began with a statement "Slavery is a Step by step process of submitting deeper and deeper" and then the question "How deep do you think you have gone? Have you accepted a master in the flesh or here on line?

I agree completely with the opening statement. Submission is the key to everything.....But at times being a victim.......can test your metal more than anything when you survive..........

How "deep" have I gone into slavery? I've been a submissive for 30 years. I've had Masters that were truly teachers and I've had Masters that were truly....Slave Owners. 

If you read about how I lost my virginity, you'll see that my first experience was somewhat by force....but I loved it and I suppose that planted the "seed", No Pun Intended.From that point on, I sought out men who would use me roughly. Men who would take what they wanted. At 20, I dropped out of college and became "owned" for the first time. I lived with my Master and I was available and most willing to do whatever he required. He was kind, yet firm. A teacher really.I would have been quite happy to stay with him forever, but one day he ordered me to pack my bags because "we" were going on a trip. I dutifly complied and when we got into his car, I was handed a gimp mask that had no eyes and was instructed to put it on. My hands were cuffed behind me and I was buckled into the seat next to him. We drove for what seemed like hours.........The drive only interrupted by my Master forcing me to suck his cock whenever he felt the urge to cum......or pee.

We arrived at the destination and a stranger opened the car door and pulled me out quite roughly. I was goose stepped up a sidwalk and into a building and thrown onto a couch. I could hear my masters voice speaking pleasantries to another man. they laughed and poured drinks and turned their attention to me.....The mask was removed, the cuffs undone. I saw a man sitting in a chair next to my Master. My master told me that I was to do whatever this man sitting next to him asked. I was told to turn around and present my holes.....spreading my asscheeks, my pussy lips, my mouth......I was told to do all sorts of things.....put clamps on my nipples......fuck myself with an assortment of toys.......

 Finally my Master asked "Will she do"?........The strangers reply was a simple "Yes", and he pulled out from his jacket pocket a roll of cash and handed it to my Master.......I Had Just Been Sold........To a man who I consider to me truly Evil. It was 2 years before I would ever be able to talk to my family. 2 Years of nothing but Sexual Deviance every single day and night. 

And he was not the last Master I had............

Yes, I've been "Deep"

And now I'm seeking a Master again. In the Flesh. I'll not be submissive to anyone here......until I find who I'm looking for