Slave?

Its the title you ought to deserve.

All of you come with beautifil stories:

"Mistress, my Queen, My Goddess…. I will do anything and everything you ask of me. Give you my house, my car, my cat and my parrot. Will give blow jobs on parking spots to any man you want. I will bear any pain…. "

"Sure…" I think.

Let us start with something little like reading my etiquette. And checking in daily…
Baby steps into devotion, communication, obidience.

How about staying humble and trusting me and the process? What happend to that?

So no, you are not a slave untill I say so. Especially not "my slave". Until then, you are just a random stranger.