You have arrived at a diary focused on a very personal journey. It has been opened to the public for a number of reasons that will likely remain confidential. This anonymous journal was created to serve the needs of two specific people, but we welcome your voyeurism.
This journal centers on my personal journey, an aged male (henceforth referred to as ‘27‘; as in my Master’s 27th cock*), as I seek to learn how to submit myself to my female dominant (henceforth referred to simply as ‘Master‘), in our newly formed Female-Led Relationship (FLR).
For me, it’s not about simply doing what she says, but in learning to remove my ego from the equation, and how to submit oneself to another, heart and soul. This is something that, in all of my years, has happened very rarely and, even then, only in the briefest of moments. Those moments caused me such personal joy that they stayed with me over the years. The thought of them has grown to the point that I want to have those feelings constantly. I want them to become the norm, rather than the exception they are today. My learned nature is that of a self-focused dominant male. I seek to learn how to become genuinely selfless, or at least as selfless as I can become at this point in my life. I wish to be able to say proudly that I am a submissive male, and that I serve my Master with all of my heart and soul. This journal is also about our attempt to reconfigure our marriage, to one where Master rules, drives her future, realizes her dreams, and I serve obediently.
The things discussed here will likely not be received well by those who hold conservative values of marriage and sex. This journal will come to include ample conversations on radical notions of marriage and extremely kinky sex. I fully respect genuinely held views on such matters, when the proclaimer also practices as such, but must admit to not sharing them. I like to fuck. I like women, and I like cocks. I love it in the ass. I have zero problems with a group in the bedroom. I actively desire for Master to enjoy other men. I want her to mark me and peg my brains out. If anything I just said puts you off, please, I encourage you, do not linger here, as doing so will only cause you unnecessary distress. Go with my love, and my sorrow over your absence. But go, for your own sake, as you will not be happy here.
I approve all content within this journal, and I fully consent to Master performing any and all activities described herein.
This journal captures an at-will arrangement between two consenting adults. All descriptions, even those that seem to imply a forced relationship, are consensual. I’m a fully capable male weighing 65% more than Master. If I ever desired to remove myself from a situation, I’m quite capable of doing so, both physically and mentally. I submit to Master willingly and eagerly, in any and all ways she may require.
For those that are possessed of the proper temperament, you are very welcome to share this journey with us.
–27
*Lest anyone think less of Master, my body count stands at 42; she’s Mother-Fuckin-Theresa by comparison. But yes, we’re both sluts and extremely proud of it.