(I wrote this tonight and but it in the box for later - but decided I should publish it - because Tex doesn't want me to edit - just publish -- so -- here it is - unedited - as written at about 8pm tonight)
Tex would like for me to eventually be a slave.
I don't know if I have it in me
and I'm not sure it's important for me to know that now
I think it's just important the he knows that I don't know if I have it in me
In every relationship you start off one place and end up somewhere else
and who am I to dictate where that somewhere else is?
I started thinking about this again while reading mouse's blog
and I wonder
could I ever been a consensual slave as mouse is?
I don't think I'm made of the right stuff
then again
with the right master
with the right man
who wants what is best for you
and who knows you as you know yourself
could I do it?
(laughs at myself)
even as I type this I am saying in my head
"well - except for child-rearing
and family decisions
and
not finances - certainly not finances
and I would still want to be able to choose my friends
and
and
and"
Tex and I have talked about limits and trust - and how putting limits on things states in many ways that you don't trust your partner to do what's best for you
but
of course
we all have limits
he had me complete a checklist a few days ago and send it to him
of things I've done
and not done
and there were things that I was "hell no" on
branding
and drinking blood
(really - DRINKING blood? fuck no)
but ultimately
you have to trust your partner
to love you
and cherish you
and to play nice with his toys
because broken toys are no fun
and breaking a toy you love is a deeply sad thing
but
will I be what he wants me to be in the end?
I doubt it
because I think we would both find out what I will be
and what he will be in the end
when we get there.
such an interesting question...can one willingly turn oneself over to another, and give up all consent? I've had 54 years to do things my way (or at least compromise so I get some of what I want)...yet with Master it is His way. And I always get fed. Could I do that 24/7? I don't honestly know. I'm a moody thing. :) If I feel like gardening today and HE wanted me to scrub the kitchen floor? Would I balk? It comes down to trust--and submitting oneself totally. I honestly don't know. If you told me two years ago I'd give up having orgasms whenever I wanted one, to having HIM control them, despite our distance apart, I would have told you that you were nuts. And yet, here we are, my needy pussy unfulfilled because last night He said no.
ReplyDeleteYou are wise beyond your years. We will be who we evolve to be. I'm loving, LOVING that you are blogging daily. You make me think while letting me along for the ride of your life.
Thanks Tex!
nilla
You are welcome. :)
ReplyDeleteI had lots to say, so I wrote it on my blog, but then I don't know, did I run out of time or energy or rant?
ReplyDeleteOr is it just that as we get more experienced, nothing is as sure as it once was?
Hi Tex.
-sin