Whenever I accomplish a task set before me by my Master, I feel a sense of pride and joy. For some I think they see this as demeaning and abusive, I on the other hand see this as a healthy and fulfilling relationship.
Everyone is different, some are meant to lead, some to follow. Some women and men find enjoyment being absolutely independent in everything they do and find it absolutely degrading to be at someones whim.
I am not one of those people.
I am happy. I am absolutely happy in my lifestyle and the relationship I have with my Master. Serving him brings me a sense of enjoyment I have never encountered before, I suppose those who feel enjoyment by being independent also experience this is their own sense.
However, why are we so quick to be judged for the lifestyle we have?!?
My Master is emotionally connected to me on all levels and I cannot imagine having a stronger connection with anyone and on a physical level I am beyond satisfied.
I am not claiming that we are beyond perfect, by no means, there are occasions where I think "Who does this asshole think he is?!" An example of that would be the Taco Bell incident (Note: DO NOT EVER TELL YOUR MASTER YOU ARE TOO COMFORTABLE TO GO TO A FAST FOOD PLACE...... A COLD RAINY NIGHT + BEING TOPLESS = A NOT SO PLEASANT ENCOUNTER AT THE DRIVE THRU :/)
Obviously this lifestyle is not for everyone but it is for us.
When my Master first presented the idea, I literally jumped on the opportunity. Mainly because I literally would do anything to please him, it's what I enjoy doing, and Secondly because I am not a leader. Nothing about my personality says that. I am a follower and I enjoy being told what to do.
Obviously I did not take immediately to all my "Rules" I have an argumentative personality, and I can be stubborn. So it was an adjustment to say the least, but after various training sessions, I completely surrendered to my Master.
I guess what I am trying to say is that, my relationship with my Master is amazing and I could not ask for a better one. He is my master, my husband and my best friend...
Now if only we could retire the leather whip I would be a giddy little girl ;)
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