When one thinks of power, they often believe it best to take it for themselves. There could be any motive for this behavior, whether it be power, confidence, or, quite simply, domination. But, shouldn’t such power be held by one who is responsible and worthy? Perhaps, it should be kept by a Goddess?
When I realized I was wrong about everything in my Life
Regarding my peers, I’d like to ensure that I know what it is to want power that grants the confidence needed to advance to bigger and greater things. You know, I’ve always wanted to be the top dog everywhere I went, whether in school, sports, or even at home. But, it took the betrayal of a lifetime to realize just how wrong I was about this.
Picture this: you enter new beginnings in an unknown area, prepared to leave your mark in whatever you do while present. You think you know exactly what your worth is, but only because you’ve never been tested heavily by anyone or anything. You ride high on your ego, ready to take the whole world for yourself. But, then, the great collapse comes. The fate of Ozymandias reaches the greatest dreamers and achievers alike.
This is exactly what happened to me. I thought I was ready to take the world for myself, treating myself to the great pleasures of the elite. But, I was wrong. That very pride and ego lost me my standing with my family and friends. My co-workers began to look at my face in disgust and shame. It was as if the king of his empire had become the scum of his own society. All “successes” quickly built up for me, and they crashed back down all the same. Depression consumed me, and all seemed lost.
My new destiny: devoting my life to a Goddess
I dare not request of my immaculate goddesses to spare their time reading a sob story, however. Instead, I look to show exactly how I climbed out of this mire, embracing a new identity of one who’d never make the same immature mistake twice. While seeking a new stepping stone for this new identity I desired, it occurred to me that I didn’t need to be the king of the world in the slightest.
What would be the point of it when those far more qualified such as my glorious goddesses could handle that task with ease? So, I made my decision. I was going to devote my life in servitude to the ones who can handle the world. I was going to devote my life to my mistresses. All would be for the unmatched who’d even consider wasting time with an outcast such as myself.
I dare not trust that sweetest mirror which tells me I am the fairest of all. No, I cannot allow that deception to befall me once more. Instead, I will direct that glory to the ones who gave those like me a chance to prove their worth in a job far more fitting. We’d get to be of obedient, fruitful service to those who employ us. And, oh, what an honor and privilege even the thought of it is! To think we could even behold the presence of the greatest this world has to offer. The deities of this world are so gracious to allow us this duty.
One more dilemma still had to be addressed. I needed to find a way to achieve my destiny. It is one thing to recognize our needs in life, but it is a totally different directive to do the deeds that need to be done to fulfill those needs. So, the long search for employment began. Searching restlessly, I found nothing but rejection from all the places I ventured to. The despair was returning. But, I knew this was the right job for me. I needed to keep pushing.
Slave Selection, the paradise for submissive men
That’s when I found a miracle. I had found Slave Selection.
Coming here to Slave Selection, I realize just how blessed I am to have such ease of access to the opportunity to fulfill my duty to my Goddess. Only with some clicks, I’d be able to do the very best work my goddesses deserve. All labor is devoted to them, and I could not be any more grateful to Slave Selection for the immense hope they provide for us slaves to do our due diligence each passing day. I could never repay any one person here for what light they shine in my life and so many others. I can only feel some sense of satisfaction in one course of action. That is the expression of my gratitude through all the work I cannot wait to devote to my divine goddesses.
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