The five stages of slavery – Submission
Ladies and gentlemen, masters and slaves
Here we are again, gathered around the light of the fire, to hear how the story unfolds
Feel free to sit by my side and listen to the path that has been chosen
Now we will delve inside the belly of the beast
Stay close so you don’t get lost
There is no return from this point forward
Like all great inventions, the next stage begins by error
The beast roams the street on his way to the next encounter
He knows he will find dissatisfaction in this meeting
It will be his punishment
A punishment to appease the beast within
It cannot wait any longer
So he seeks the wrong guy
With his wrong ideas
At the arranged time he presents himself
A door is opened and a person arises
A greeting emerges as he enters the lair
Moving forward to meet his challenge, he hears the door close behind him
In the mystical place where the action will occur, space folds upon itself and takes all players within
The world they are on is their own
There is no one to account for their actions
Each player takes his place on the board
And the Game begins
An order is given
Strip
The beast obeys
All covers are lost
All shadows removed
The master makes his move and puts the beast in its proper place
By lock and chain, all exits are cut
Eyes can see no more
But all other senses remain
And the master leaves
Perhaps the master will not return and leave him to abandon
Or perhaps he will return and finish his torment forever
What fate would fit him best
He does not know
Time seems to have stopped
Seconds seem like hours
Minutes feel like days
And there the beast lies
Bound naked against the wall
Helpless
Motionless
His breath is his only companion
No place to hide remains
Fear begins to take its toll on the beast
He shakes like a drug addict waiting for his dosage
Moving in every direction, but not moving at all
Fighting the air for a step forward, but not gaining a single inch
Despair fills his mind as he cannot fight what he does not see or comprehend
Words are spoken but none there to listen
Strength seems to falter at each attempt to break free
All words dry up in the mouth until none can come out
Tiredness eats up whatever desire there was to move
All that is left is to give up the fight
And surrender
When all is lost, steps start filling the air
Each one louder than the previous one
As the master returns
Something makes contact upon the slave’s flesh
A warm hand touches a cold wet body
Each touch brings shocks in this closed circuit
The beast does not know what to do
To scream for surrender only to be left alone again or to face the challenge to what he came to do
Better to feel than not feel at all
The only thought left on the beast’s mind
He gathers his final strength to muster his words
Take me…. Master
Completely bound and unable to move, a heart is opened
A dream touched and caressed finally finding its true Master
An act of true love is made
All shells are broken until all is exposed and there is nothing left to hide
There is no need for that
All is given and all is taken
Gladly
Without effort
The Game ends and reality returns
Final compliments are exchanged and the path back home begins
Cold air touches the face
The mind feels numb, but the heart is appeased
Each step seems lighter than before
He finally arrives at his home after the long walk
Removing all of his clothing, he heads for the bathroom for the deserved shower
Stopping by the mirror on his way to the bath, he gasps at what he sees
Words appear in his mouth
What have I done
He cannot see himself anymore
He has become his dream
The beast is born
How will the story end, you may ask
You will know soon enough
