The title of this entry really has nothing to do with the post itself. Just a little inside joke between U/us.
i took a few days off from the blog as Master was out of town for the weekend. He left me with a few bucks to go explore Indianapolis. As part of the structure of O/our relationship, Master controls all of His slave's money. i have no access to cash, debit cards, or credit cards. Truth be told i'm horrible when it comes to fiscal responsibility.
But i digress.
When W/we started talking about the possibility of me moving here to be His slave, i started looking at resources within the community for those that live in power exchange relationships. One of the groups that i was aware of from my past as a gay rights activist in Washington, D.C. was Master And slaves Together (www.mast.net, MAsT).
The first MAsT meeting was held Friday night and i had plans on going. Friday night (the 13th) was an odd night as there were a bunch of lifestyle events going on and the area was being hit with a snowstorm that dumped six inches of snow on us overnight.
Needless to say there were only three of U/us at the meeting. i have mixed feelings after the meeting, but i'm going to go back next month to see if it's the right fit for U/us.
Saturday night i went to the Indianapolis Eagle, also known as The 5, as its physical street address is 501 College Avenue. The Eagle was the same place where MAsT was the night previously.
While at the MAsT meeting, i was told that there weren't enough kinky gay people to support a gay leather bar in Indianapolis and i found this information to be grossly inaccurate. Not only was the Eagle packed but everyone for the most part were friendly and approachable.
i hadn't planned on staying the whole night as i ran out of funds early on. But i did wind up staying because i met a lot of new people and were enjoying T/their company.
Sunday was spent doing chores all day in prepartion of Master's arrival back home. He came home in the early evening, about half hour after i completed everything that needed to be done. W/we spent a few hours taking a nap, which was really nice, and Master held His slave under His arms for the duration of the nap.
When W/we sleep together at night W/we usually start out holding O/one another before W/we gradually separate only to wind back up near O/one another when W/we wake up.
After O/our nap, W/we had a great meal at P.F. Changs. It was my first time being at one of their restaurants and i thought it was not bad. Average, just ok.
W/we came home and had a really great bedtime talk. i was very candid and communicated my thoughts and feelings and W/we worked through some issues. W/we both now have things that W/we agree not to say to one another because what is said W/we both take personally.
i've a very sensitive person. Many of my friends that i've given the blog link to may not know that i take a lot of things too personally. Over the past few years, i've developed a split personality of sorts in that i put up a front to pretend to be something that i wasn't to feel better about myself.
In the 16 days that i've been here with Master, He's allowed me to be me and i haven't had to continue to live a life of lying and shame. He's really been working on my self esteem. i was so proud to be His slave when i went out on Saturday night, i wore a tee shirt that read "Fuck Me Like You Hate Me" with my chain collar and the little "Master" padlock exposed.
Master owns this slave.
i've become more comfortable out in public wearing His collar. And i've become more comfortable with telling people that i'm an owned slave or just flat out that i'm His property. i've been riding an incredible high now for a couple of weeks and i hope things stay this way. i've come a long way since November 2nd, and Master deserves a lot of credit for that.
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