Date: Sun, 14 Jul 2013 11:46:08 -0400
From: Zach Noel <zn_83@hotmail.com>
Subject: Report: My Journey to Servitude

This report was created at the request of an online Master, on FetLife,
some time ago and was posted on my profile in that community. My Master has
received a suggestion that the report be shared with the larger community
of Nifty.org. I therefore present to You this account of my journey to
servitude and to the position i currently hold. This is a true account of
my development and have not changed any names or details.

When i was instructed to recount my journey to my present status as a
servant of Men, it made me realize that i had never reflected on my own
history. i had never examined which decisions led me to this honoured
position. But upon such rumination, i realize that the seeds of my destiny
were apparent since my childhood.

i was a small child. i was not particularly tall and was quite slender. And
like any boy, i was drawn to the popular boys of my class. But it seems i
may have been abnormally dedicated to these boys.

At the age of 10, i can recall doing whatever i could to be seen by the
older boys in the school. i would volunteer for sporting activities as a
bat catcher or water boy and would do my best to impress these boys with my
efficiency. i would surround myself with 12 and 13 year old boys and do
whatever i could to be noticed and appreciated.

During games of war or cops and robbers, i would find it exhilarating to be
caught and imprisoned. i would run as fast as i could, but would always be
caught by the older, bigger and faster boys. i recall fighting back,
obliging them to be more forceful with my capture. Any opportunity was
seized to escape which required physical force to hold me in position. This
was quite exhilarating for me.

At the beginning of and throughout my adolescence, the pattern persisted. i
continued to volunteer my services in the older boys' sporting events. At
the age of 14, my friends were 16 and 17 years old. To impress these older
boys, i played every sport i could and strove to excel at these. When i
proved to be a strong player, the older boys would welcome me as their
young admirer in their games. They would look out for me and take me under
their guidance and protection. i was included in their activities as they
found it delightful that i would flatter and revere them and do whatever i
could do to please them.

Looking back now, i realize that i was fortunate to have fallen-in with a
good group of boys and was not exposed to drugs or illegal activities. i
continued to be the younger brother of these good and impressive young Men.

But eventually, my thoughts turned to sexuality. And the fantasies of
submitting to the sexual needs of these young athletic Men began to consume
my world. i did my best to dismiss these, hoping that by surrounding myself
with older boys, their lurid talk of girls and sex, would correct my
aberrant fantasies. This plan was thoroughly unsuccessful.

The realization now comes to me that i acknowledged my desire to submit to
strong boys before i came to terms with my own homosexuality.

i followed these older boys into the high school gym where they mentored me
in the science of fitness. My slender and trim frame began to grow. We
rough-housed and wrestled and i relentlessly challenged the boys who could
best me. They pushed me around and tussled with me as older brothers
would. i was reaching a level where i could physically and athletically
vanquish boys who were a number of years my senior. i pursued the company
of those who could defeat me physically and on the playing field. i learned
and developed with these young athletes. And i continued to be the younger
and weaker member of this powerful and popular group of Boys.

Finally a senior at my high school, my primary group of friends continued
to be the older Boys, who were now in college and university. They
continued to physically dominate me in the field and in the weight room and
repeatedly wrestled me into submission. i bore the pain and the taunts and
i fought through the contests and the challenges; all in an effort to prove
my endurance and my right to be with them.

I adored these impressive young Men and did whatever i could to be among
them. And my sexual fantasies continued to feature them as my dominants.

To please these young Men, i would be the beer fetcher at the parties, the
designated driver when they needed a ride home and the porter during
outings. They would dominate and embarrass me in an effort to impress girls
and they would be rougher with me on the field and knock me down during a
game to prove their strength. Those Young Men knew they could call me, day
or night, and i would loyally acquiesce to their every request.

Recent conversations with some of these old friends have confirmed that
they understood exactly what was happening. From my absence of girlfriends
despite being an attractive young man, this group of Boys had correctly
deduced that i was homosexual. And they saw the desire that i exhibited in
wanting to please and impress them. They nonetheless loved me as a younger
brother and enjoyed the attention. Many of them had known me since
childhood and were true friends. These Boys were understanding and
accepting of my homosexuality before i was.

Once i arrived at University, my own sexuality became evident to me. i
accepted my homosexuality and began to truly understand that to obtain
satisfaction and pleasure, i needed to find opportunities where i could be
sexually submissive to strong Men.

In residence and through my involvement in sports, i managed to find fit
Young Men to play with. True dominants were a rarity but i delighted in
pleasuring athletic and rough Men. In my last year as a university student,
i lived off-campus in a one-bedroom apartment. My building had 5 floors and
i lived on the highest one. i continued to have exciting sexual encounters,
sometimes finding myself in relationships. But the day an incredibly
attractive Young Man moved in the unit across the hall from me, i was
single.

In July 2005 we began a life-altering friendship. i spent a lot of time
with Him, did Him favours and did my best to impress Him. He could always
defeat me on the playing field and could always best me in the weight
room. He was confident, intelligent and popular.

Within a few months, it was revealed to one another that we were both gay
and in an evening of beer and sweat, we revealed our true natures to each
other. In the bedroom, He took control of all activities and i happily
relented to His commands. As of that night, we entered a relationship that
would forever define me. i had found my rightful position at His feet.

He was a Man who could physically control me, forcefully enact His wishes
and impress upon me His superiority. We fell in love with each other and
with our respective positions. i delighted in His absolute control over me
and learned to be a slave to His dominance. The physical challenges of pain
that i endured served to prove my devotion to my Master. Torturous
punishments provided discipline for incorrect behaviour, which moulded me
into a better companion for my Supreme Master. i became a better fit for
Him and our compatibility for each other neared perfection.

After graduation, my career led me away from that small city where He still
resides. But i continue to serve Him, from wherever i am. At least once a
month, i make my way to Him and serve Him in His home.

In February 2008, i signed a contract which forever bound me to His
service. Since then, i have completely and utterly surrendered my existence
to Master Mike and proudly accept His ownership over me.

If a stranger were to look at my current position at Men's feet, they might
find it odd that a man would willingly surrender himself to the service of
another. But my growth and decisions have led me to this obvious place. And
having found true happiness, i am sincerely grateful of the journey that i
have undertaken.

This report was the result of an order sent to me by a Superior Man. Please
contact me, my Master or my Online Activities Supervisor if You would like
to request other reports from me:


  My Email: zn_83@hotmail.com
  My FetLife.com Handle: say_hi_to_zach
  Master Mike's Email: trip_there@yahoo.ca
  Online Activities Supervisor's FetLife.com Handle: capt_jon