Kitten In Chains

I’m Not Submissive November 19, 2025

I know that’s probably a shocker, but it’s true. I do not believe that I am submissive.

I do not have this innate desire to be completed or owned or dominated by a man as a point of natural occurrence within my psyche. It does not and has not come naturally to me. I’ll try to explain it further with a little help. A Gorean Free Woman who calls herself DangrusCurvzzz wrote an essay a long while back called “I am slave” and it was about the different types of slaves. She said, and I’m paraphrasing here, that some women are natural slaves and must serve while others are compelled to service by one man but otherwise are not at all inclined to service. The essay goes so far as to say that if this man were to remove himself from the life of this particular type of slave, she would resume her life as a free person and probably never become enslaved again as it is not her nature to be so kept. Her devotion to this man compels her to submit.

This is where I find myself situated. I am the second type. My slavery does not define me and I believe that without this particular man as my husband and lover, I would likely not a slave at all.   I will tell you one more thing. I do believe that my slavery, is to a large degree non-consensual. I am not at all naturally submissive. I do not desire to be a slave. I never did. I believe that my submission began as a condition of life with this man I’ve fallen in love with.  After I fell for him, he told me quite simply that he could only accept me fully when I came to him on my knees.  And so I learned to bend for him, toward him and only for him. I wanted to be in his life badly enough that I learned to stretch in the opposite direction of my nature and submit fully to him in all regards.

Not all women can do this.  I didn’t think I could either but I did.  He loves me and that is enough to make me accept this life.  Accept, but not love. Accept, but not become fully.  I have accepted life as a slave though I am not one and I think that in some ways, that makes my slavery more complete.  Slavery,  for me, does not exist as a natural state.  If one desires to be enslaved then how is it really slavery? Slaves don’t choose to serve. The are captured, indentured, and forced to serve. Slaves have their lives interrupted, shocked off course, and then are forced to walk a new road. I believe with my whole heart and mind that this is what happened to me except I wasn’t captured by Maurauders or a band of miscreants.  I was captured by the love of a man that I cannot live without. With his love, not fear or chains, he enslaved me. With his heart, he holds me captive and by his love I have been shocked off course and I now walk a new road.