This is you at your strongest, at your best, at your most glorious.
People think submitting makes you weak and pathetic, that no man who prizes himself would do that. They're wrong.
People think submitting makes you weak and pathetic, that no man who prizes himself would do that. They're wrong.
They don't know the value of what you're giving, because they don't know that you know it. You value your submission because you know its worth, and you don't give it lightly.
You know the strength and courage it takes to submit, you know how much you had to fight against yourself until you triumphed over the parts of you that were not a slave... when you lost, you won.
He guided you in this journey, he took it with you, and while you were proving yourself worthy of being his slave, he proved himself worthy of being your Master, and your triumph was his because all of you became his.
He proved himself to you while you proved yourself to him, and both of you found each other worthy. He won over you, and that was both his triumph and yours, his control and your submission, and both or you knew you found what you were looking for, and you were lost forever.
You were found when you were lost.
You were won when you were lost.
You're his prize.
You were won when you were lost.
You're his prize.
And you were won forever.
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