The best.

I am the best because my slave deserves the best.

Being his  Master is not a right and it's not easy. It's a privilege I have to earn  every single day. I have to prove to myself and him that I'm worthy of  his submission, that I'm the kind of man he can call Master, to show him  that I deserve to have his body and soul surrender at my feet.

Being his Master is the hardest thing I've ever done. It takes courage, work and a relentless force of will to remain every day worthy of being his Master. 

Being  his Master is my heaviest responsibility, my fiercest desire and my  greatest pride. My slave is not a worthless piece of garbage, he's not a  dumb object that any man could have. My slave is the most amazing man  I've ever found and I love him and admire him for all he is and does.

His  submission to me is the greatest gift I've ever been given. I know the  value of his soul, his mind and his body, and I know when he gives it to  me without conditions, without expectation, how much he's giving me.  He's not a worthless possession that can be grabbed, he's a priceless  treasure that has to be earned.

And that means that, as his  Master, I have to try to be better. Every day there's this question in  my mind: "What can I do today to be worthy of him?" Because a worthy  slave needs and requires a worthy Master, and that's what I want to be.

Every morning when I wake up next to him, I know the new day is a new opportunity to keep earning him, to keep being the best possible Master for the best possible slave.

Every  time he kneels in front of me, naked and hard, looking up to me and  ready to serve me, I want to know I'm worth his submission. I want his  obedience, and I want to know that I earned it by  virtue of me being my  best me, that he looks at me and sees a man he can feel proud to call  his Master.

Every time he sucks my cock, making me hard with the soft touch of his tongue, I know that this is a gift of submission and devotion that is not mine by right or conquest, it's mine because he gives it to me and I accept it, and because I'm good enough for him to give all of himself to me.

Every time I'm fucking him, taking his body and using him the way I want to use him, the way he wants to be used, the way both of us want to use  each other, I feel pride and joy that it's happening, and I feel the want and need to make it keep happening.

Every time he cums for me I need to know I earned that orgasm, and every time I cum inside him I need to know I'm giving him what he needs in return of what he just gave me.

If I want him to surrender to me, I need to earn that surrender. If I'm his Master I have to be better than him, and he doesn’t make it easy. He's beautiful, smart and sexy, so I need to be just as beautiful, smart and sexy. It's not a competition but he makes it feel like one, and even if I fail, even if sometimes he's absolutely, undeniably better than me, I still need to be good enough to deserve his submission.

If I want him to serve me, I need to be worthy of being served. I need to take good care of him, to make him want to come back to me every day and night, I need to make this the best for him and for that, I need to be the best.

If I want to have power over him, I need to earn that power, because it's only worth when he lets me have it.

I have to be the best for him, because he is the best for me.

That  way, when I take these clothes off and are joined together in an  embrace of love an power and submission, I will know all this work and  all this effort have been worth it, because I'm worth it.

Because he's worth it.