RealWorldSubmissive

They are two incredible words.

They make me feel safe when it hurts.

If I’m scared, the bonds too tight

They can comfort me, keep me safe at night.

Or when I think I’m at my limit,

I’ll hear those words and in a minute,

To push for you I’ll be inspired

To go further than first desired.

They reaffirm my gift to you,

That bond we have; I know it’s true.

Those special words, to hear I crave

As boy, submissive, bitch or slave.

They say I’m more than just a boy;

I am a good boy. Your good boy.

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I don’t know how many people are still around to read this but I need to share either way. 

11 years ago on the night of the 16th/17th January 2008 I met a guy. Little did I know that the club barman I met by chance would later be the most important man in my life, the best boy I could ever hope to meet and the guy I would drive through the night to propose to while he was away at school. 

A year ago I was scared. A year ago I was a boy who saw this community thrive here on Tumblr and was too anxious to participate. A year ago I made a Recon account and repeatedly deleted it and shamed myself for even going that far. A year ago, I told myself I could never have this… until I did.

Eventually, I let myself keep the Recon account and nervously started chatting with others. The community seemed too far and spaced out to really dig deep, but I just wanted to know what it felt like to be submissive even if I was just chatting. The itch was there and it felt like I was in the closet all over again.

After a few weeks, funnily enough I was able to approach and strike up a conversation with Sir Erik. We talked for weeks and for once I was finally able to connect with someone who understood my disposition. I remember one of the first things he told me was that he would never judge my submissiveness or interests and that I should just be me. It felt like I was letting go of a breath I had been holding for a long time. I took the plunge and this led up to me quite literally shaking as I walked into a coffee shop to meet my soon-to-be Sir first time and the rest is history.

It’s funny because whereas before I had struggled in making a Tumblr account before, I had now been ordered to. I suppose that took some of the weight off of my shoulders. Immediately, I was quite surprised by how approachable people were on here. They weren’t the big bad monsters I had pictured them to be beforehand and I was able to make friends in @indecisiveboy, @realworldsubmissive, @realworlddominant, and more.

Really what Tumblr did was open my eyes to the community as a whole. It painted a picture that there are friends and relationships to have in this scene and that there was nothing to be afraid of. I saw others sharing advice. I saw others sharing experiences. I saw others keeping each other safe on a global scale. I think the community here has had a fundamental piece in shaping my idea of the scene and growing my confidence as the leather boy I am today.

I’m sad to see it go as its been starting to feel rather homey. It is extremely unfortunate that the platform we helped thrive through our community has decided to commit suicide rather than host us. May our internet traffic be taken elsewhere. As of now Sir Erik and I do not know if and where we will be moving. Updates to come.

So instead of thanking Tumblr for wronging us, I would like to thank the community for accepting me this year and making me feel at home, I would like to thank the new friends I have made for being here, and I would like to thank Sir for expertly mentoring and guiding me to this point.

To conclude and mark my progress to this date, I have received Sir Erik’s consideration collar as of 7/28/2018. It has been my biggest accomplishment in this scene and a mark for our relationship. I am proud.

Boy Neville

Tumblr has been a great medium for connecting like-minded people even if, sometimes, they might not have known just how like-minded they were and what you've said is a prime example of the kind of interactions and potential which will inevitably be lost.

In the interests of creating a better, safer and more positive environment for Tumblr users while also maintaining the kink element of this blog, I have decided that all future images I share will be from the POV of a blindfolded sub. 

Warning: these may be explicit in their implication.