And I Have A Name

Last night Master gave me my slave name.

Honestly, I wasn’t really expecting it. At all. But, and I’m still adjusting to this idea, now I have a name. A slave name.

I am now called Kazuko.

It’s a pretty name, but I pretty much went into shutdown/shock when Master named me. He promises that I’ll adjust and love and cherish it in time; I’m sure He’s right. I’m still too overwhelmed to honestly examine my feelings without bias.

I’m fairly certain I like it. It’s Japanese, which as I mentioned in that entry so long ago, feels kind of strange to me. Mostly just because I am so entirely white, and all of the names W/we looked at before, during O/our first search, that had their origins in the Asiatic languages generally have such strong cultural affiliations. It was/is certainly not my desire to upset anyone. Regardless, however, this name feel kind of right.

Even though I haven’t adjusted, it feels good. Maybe it’s just to have a name, a slave name, or maybe the name simply resonates with me. I don’t know. But, it does feel good.

Anyway, the prefix, Kazu, means first/obedient. The end, ko, means child/girl. So, Kazuko is an obedient girl, more or less. It’s a good fit, Master decided on it basically as soon as He found it, I’ve been  informed. Apparently, if nothing else, it resonated with Him.

I am Kazuko.

How strange, and rather exciting.

~ by beauteousthrall on August 7, 2009.