I feel powerless to assess who is supreme, and I, being inferior with great honor and pride, am convinced of this. She made me accept myself as I am, and she was the only one who allowed me into her universe and set me free. There's no going back; I am her possession and property, with no escape or return, for it is an existence I have embraced and that is now part of me. There is a commitment and dedication on my part, already evident, being her number one submissive, and I am fulfilled in this way. She introduced me to her company, and I have nothing more to seek. This is not a fetish, but a choice and a lifestyle under her guidance. She is my Mistress, and thus she has freed me once and for all, without masks before hypocritical society. I honor you with pride and unconditional love for being your chosen one among so many who would like this position, which I will always be worthy of. This makes me feel fulfilled, both in the face of your sovereignty and feminine supremacy, and in my convinced inferiority at your feet, being your slave.