Male devotee to Female Supremacy

I am at my best Female Led

Submission becomes it's own power. Deference it's own decision. Slavery, it's own freedom.

Thank you Goddess. Unnamed and veiled. I lay my very soul upon your alter. Faith and fear mingle as i am overcome by this undeniable destiny.

Thrall? Slave? Adherent? Subject? Yes.

Purposed, disciplined, tuned, trained. Yes.

Thank you Goddess

I had stamina to spare, and never finished first.

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Through them, i was introduced to chastity and orgasm denial. I used to masturbate daily. Perhaps even chronically. Sometimes multiple times a day. Now, i keep myself locked most of the time. I allow myself to edge occasionally, as a form of worship. I only ejaculate in my cage to hypnosis files.

Sometimes i have to wonder just how much the hypnosis has changed me. But i also don't care. I always fantasized about being dominated. I always looked at Femdom porn. Perhaps the hypnosis took root because it aligned with who i already wanted to be. Like it brought out and empowered my submissiveness. This feels natural and right to me, and I wouldn't want it any other way. (Or maybe I'm hopelessly brainwashed)

It may seem odd to some, but my brief experience with FLR was mindblowingly liberating. Her acceptance of my servitude and worship was the most romantic, emotionally satisfying dynamic i could imagine. Her cage locked firmly in place was a constant reminder that i belonged to her, and she was going to make sure i knew it. We were exclusive with one another. But those fears of abandonment and paranoia never surfaced. I was too busy loving my servitude and making sure i was at my best for her. My weaknesses and shortcomings never had a place to surface. I was hers, and that left no room for me to question or doubt anything. I followed, and obeyed. The less of myself i brought into the equation, the more rewarding and liberating servitude became.