some one asked that question tonight...and it was after reading some articles that really thrummed the threads of my soul.

Here is my answer:

What am I seeking? The riddle and in it there lies the rub.  What am I seeking..I'm seeking to fill this achey need  - this emptiness I feel...the only time it comes near to being relieved is when I'm bound, gagged and being teased and tormented to the point of blissful silent screaming orgasms with every muscle straining to express the release while my body begs for ceasless more.

I'm seeking to be used in every manner possible to no longer be who I am today but to become this sexual concubine that serves without question and with complete obedience - how does one attain that zen?

like I said...if I wanted to be a domestic slave or servant I could have remained a house wife.

What I seek is transcendence.