I’m not submissive because I’m weak. I’m submissive because I’m wired to serve. It’s not about being forced. It’s about being seen and still being taken in hand. Serving is how I connect, how I express love, how I find meaning. It’s not just kink. It’s my foundation.

Power exchange, for me, is sacred. It’s not a game where we trade off control. It is a deliberate imbalance, a chosen hierarchy that frees me from the chaos of pretending to be something I’m not. When a Domme takes control, I finally stop pretending. I’m not in charge. I don’t want to be. And when I’m obedient, when I’m punished, when I’m trained, I feel whole.

FemdomU isn’t just a magazine. It is a machine that runs on service, devotion, and obedience. I’m proud to be one of the gears in that machine. Not because I’m important, but because I’m useful. I do the tasks. I write the words. I offer my body, my thoughts, my submission. Not because I’m told to, but because I need to.

I serve because it makes me better. I serve because I trust the women above me to shape me into something stronger, smarter, and more honest than I could ever be on my own.

That is what Femdom means to me. And that is why I’m still here, begging to stay.

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