First off, I need to say Thank You to all of you who wrote and commented on my last post. It meant so much to me to hear your thoughts, ideas and all the well-wishes. Thank you from the bottom of my slave heart, it helped me a lot.
Today Master-Sir and His boss had a meeting. Actually, she came over here, I served them coffee and cookies on the patio while they talked. I was sent away when not needed.
At one point, i was ordered to get dressed and take her car down to get it washed and detailed. I did as ordered and never once spoke to her other than a “Hello Mam’”
After I returned, they went to lunch. A very long lunch. They returned laughing and talking about everyday things.
Up until this point, she only talked to my Owner, not to me, Master-Sir was the one who called and commanded me.
Once in the house, I was ordered to sit on the floor facing them. She started to ask me all kinds of questions about my slavery, my life, my slave desires, what I do, who i do and services I am told to provide others. Master-Sir said nothing except when I did not understand the question or wanted to know it was ok to answer personal points.
Master-Sir sent me to refresh their drinks then stand in the corner and wait while they talked some more.
When I was called back to kneel between them. she started off asking my Owner’s permission to talk to me directly. Then she bent down to be closer to me without losing her seat.
She talked about how she felt honored to be let into our little secret and how meeting me has changed her whole world and probably saved her marriage.
After having this day to talk to my Master (I wanted to correct her and say Owner) She is more educated about being a slave owner and my little episode (her words) showed her the dark side of the lifestyle.
That’s when my Owner stepped in and took over. She told Him she thought maybe He was stretching me too thin, serving too many Masters while trying to please just one. Too many conflicting orders and desires to please and to serve and that training or being a trainer is not something I am good at. And he agreed with her.
He apologized to me, gave me a hug and a kiss and hoped I forgave Him. Forgave Him?? For being my Owner and trying to make me a better slave?? For being the slave He knew I could be??
He said He will start getting back into a more focused Ownership. More directive from Him, less from others. More control and fewer freedoms for me. Fewer decisions to make on my side. I understood what she meant and understood better why I broke down and had the long cry-fest. I was being pulled in too many ways. Serving the needs of too many while making sure they all were pleased enough to keep my owner happy.
That there are a few places a Master needs to take His slave and not allow others to share in those places and moments. All this to keep her there for her good and happiness.
She helped fix me!
I think it worked!