I bought my home a couple of years ago, moving in with my girlfriend at the time to a new city that wasn’t so new to me. After all, I had been there three times before and fell in love with the place, the people, and the land.

I was with a girl when I moved in. Yet deep in my bones, I knew that by buying that house and rooting myself in the land, that I would attract the slave housewife of my dreams.

I eventually left the girl, and she moved back home. And after a season of grieving and dating misadventures, I finally found u/ownedrosexhibits.

She comes from the town where I live, but I met her online, practically by accident. I was dating someone else when I got an email saying that she had “liked” a section on an old dating profile that I had forgotten to close. When I logged in to shut it down, some voice in me told me to reply, and apparently a voice in her told her to reply back.

We struck up a conversation that blew me away. And let’s not forget that she’s incredibly beautiful and at a ripe fertile breeding age, a fact that excited me from the start.

I was so entranced that I knew within a few hours that she was my person. Within 48 hours, I broke up with my girlfriend and started seeing u/ownedrosexhibits. The connection on our first date was so electrified that we could scarcely breathe, scarcely keep our words straight. I never really thought something like that would happen to me.

That was only a couple of months ago. And last week, she moved in with me.

The original plan was to move more slowly and have a transition involving her staying at an Airbnb for a month, but I decided that wasn’t going to do. She’s a good girl who needs my guidance, and frankly, I need her serving me 24/7. That’s what works for us, so why should we resist? We flow with our energy, we trust one another, and we work through everything that comes up.

With previous women, I never felt safe just being a man, and if I’m being honest, they never felt safe just being women. Somehow u/ownedrosexhibits and I speak the same language and make each other feel safe. Masculine and feminine flow from us with ease. We worked on ourselves separately our entire lives to get to the point where we could appreciate and empower one another in this way.

Her surrender nourishes me on such a deep level. And being able to direct her, mold her, shape her, and use her every day without hesitation has helped me realize the meaning of life that I always felt I was made for. Just as I have enabled her to realize her true meaning.

For now, she’s my property and my stay-at-home girlfriend. Within a few months, she will be my stay-at-home fiancée. And within a year or two, she will be my slave housewife. Pregnant and barefoot in the kitchen, breasts full of milk, right where a woman belongs.

When that point arrives, there will be no more condoms. She will become the breeder and mother that she was born to be. Full of my seed, my direction, and fulfilling her purpose.

I look forward to and work toward that day with every fiber of my being.