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Most days I think of my relationship with the Top as a partnership. He wants input, he wants to know how I'm feeling, and he genuinely does take my thoughts and feelings into consideration. When someone says that I'm not a *real* slave because of this, I point out that it is his prerogative to do what he likes. And it is.
Most days I think of my relationship with the Top as a partnership.
Most days.
Some days, I am reminded that I, as he puts it, "wear the jingly ring of do-what-I-tell-you." He says it playfully but the reality is not always playful. Sometimes being a slave means more than doing all the chores and bending over for a spanking. Sometimes it means facing up to the fact that my life is not my own anymore. And sometimes, that's a rough realization. I may be afforded the semblance of freedom at times, but I am far from free.
Please do not misunderstand. I do not want to give this up. It's just . . . it's not always easy or simple or what I expected.
Most days I think of my relationship with the Top as a partnership.
Most days.
Some days, I am reminded that I, as he puts it, "wear the jingly ring of do-what-I-tell-you." He says it playfully but the reality is not always playful. Sometimes being a slave means more than doing all the chores and bending over for a spanking. Sometimes it means facing up to the fact that my life is not my own anymore. And sometimes, that's a rough realization. I may be afforded the semblance of freedom at times, but I am far from free.
Please do not misunderstand. I do not want to give this up. It's just . . . it's not always easy or simple or what I expected.
