I am thankful.

October 11th, 2010  / Author: !

Here is some backstory to what’s on my mind right now.  As I alluded to in my last entry, the relationship between “Sir,” ‘Miss,” and I has changed.  You can find the gist of the story here.  My own version will be coming soon; but seeing as it is Thanksgiving (in Canada,) I thought I would write about something else first.  In light of everything that has happened, “Sir” will go back to being referred to as “Sebastian,” and “Miss” will be “Katja.”

Last night at the dinner table, I was asked what I was thankful for this year.  I was with my family and family friends; so I could not speak openly about the year I had with Sebastian and Katja; but it was the first thing that entered my mind.  Instead, I chose my words carefully and just stated that i was thankful for all of the “life experiences” I have had this year. And it’s true.  What I had with Sebastian and Katja this past year was a whole ton of life experiences that helped me grow and discover parts of myself that I did not previously know.

I am thankful that I had the opportunity to meet Sebastian and Katja, to feel what I did that first night, and to be involved in the relationship we had.  It was quite a unique life experience; and while I don’t think I will ever do it again, I certainly am glad that we did what we did.  That silent chemistry I felt on our first meeting was something I had never felt before, and taught me to go with my gut.

I am thankful that I was able to learn so much from them; that they were patient with me and willing to let me make mistakes.  I am also thankful that they supported me and continue to support me when I need it; that they reassure me when I stop believing in myself, and that they taught me that making mistakes is not the end of the world.

Sebastian and Katja helped me get in touch with my emotions.  I met them as the girl who didn’t know how to feel, as someone who had always swept her emotions under the rug and forgot, or tried to forget about them.  After a year with Sebastian and Katja, I am now able to feel and accept (for the most part) my emotions and work through them.  Even as I write this entry, I can feel a wave of emotion hit me; and this time, I’m not trying to fight it.  I am thankful that I have learned to accept and embrace my emotions.

Throughout my relationship with Sebastian and Katja, I was able to see what ownership is.  I had the opportunity of giving up control of some aspects of my life; and while I don’t think ownership is right for me, I am definitely thankful to have had such an experience.

I am thankful that throughout our relationship, I was exposed to so many new ideas.  From new dungeon equipment, to playing with “the Bastard,” I was seldom bored with Sebastian and Katja.

I learned a lot about myself, what I want, what I am capable of doing, and what my future could possibly be. I have learned that people change.  What I once wanted, or thought I wanted, is not what i want now.  I have grown so much as a person, and as a submissive.  I have become more self-aware, and have learned to take the time to figure out what I want in life.

I am also thankful that Sebastian is tech-savvy and uses a Mac.  Through him, I was able to learn about my computer, about websites, and about programs that make my life easier.  This blog was started because Sebastian gave me a little push; and I have learned that  enjoy writing and sharing with the kinky community, what is on my mind.

I am thankful that Katja didn’t give up on me during that defining weekend.  If she had decided that she did not want to train me, then I would have never had these experiences.  Making a relationship work between us was anything but easy.  I am thankful that we were able to work through our issues, and that we arrived at an understanding with each other.

I am thankful that I was able to have Sebastian’s cock inside all of my holes.  In all honesty, it just felt good.  I am also thankful that Katja allowed me to touch her master’s cock.  It is an opportunity I will never forget.

I am thankful that our relationship did not really end.  It has just changed.  I am glad that things did not end badly, and that we are still friends.

In short, I have learned a lot about myself, relationships, emotions, and being human.  I have grown through everything I have experienced with Sebastian and Katja.  I have become more self-aware and have learned to pay attention to how I feel, to take care of myself and not set my emotions aside.  I have had the opportunity to try many new things, see what I like, and what I don’t.  I now know what growing pains feel like, and that it is okay that it hurts to grow sometimes.  I don’t crumble (as much) any more when I make a mistake.  Instead, I try to find a solution and move on.  Sebastian and Katja have guided me through a chapter of my life, showing me things that I probably would not have seen myself; and it is for all of these things that I am thankful.

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More Than Just Sex, Rebellion, or Thrill

September 25th, 2010  / Author: !

Disclaimer:  Before I start to write my thoughts down, I would like to clarify that no one did anything wrong.  Things change.  People change.  The things we want, the things we need, our thoughts and ideals change.  Things are not wrong; they are just different.  And I am fully aware that Sir and Miss can read this.  Oh…and this post may not be entirely coherent, but I’m not editing tonight.  I will just le my fingers fly all over my keyboard.

It as been quite a while since I’ve written anything on here; but tonight, I am feeling a sudden urge to write.  I have been doing a lot of thinking over the last few months, and lately I have been feeling that the relationship I have with Sir and Miss has been going down a downhill slope.  I feel as though our spark has gone out, as though our time has run its course.

During our one-month break, I realised that what I want right now is to find someone I can love, and who could love me back.  For a while, I tried to push this thought aside, but it just kept creeping up on me.  I also noticed that in my past few visits with Sir and Miss, my emotions were different.  It was as though something was missing.  Something just wasn’t right.  Looking back, I think what I was feeling had to do with me wanting love and knowing I would not get it from Sir and Miss.  My focus turned away from wanting to please them, to trying to figure out how and where I could get the love I now want.  Deep down, as sad as it sometimes makes me feel, I know that I need to stop being Sir and Miss’s pet if I can’t be there whole heartedly.

I think I was subconsciously easing myself away from Sir and Miss.  Our chats and our visits became less frequent; and instead of normally missing them a lot, or being overjoyed with excitement at our next visit, I found myself being okay.  I was okay with not seeing them so often.  I was okay without chatting with them as often as I used to.  A thought then crossed my mind, that I would be okay without being controlled by them.

I think my priorities have also shuffled a bit.  I feel as though kinkiness is not as important to me as it once was.  I have also learned, that I probably do not want to be owned or in a 24/7 dominant-submissive relationship.  I would like to think that “coming out’ to my parents has nothing to do with this change; but I also know that i am young and impressionable, and that deep down, I care about how they feel.  That is not to say that I am changing for my parents.  I have never believed in changing yourself for someone else.  I have simply learned over the last year with Sir and Miss about what I like and do not like, and a little bit about what I want for my future.  Ideally, I would like to find a grey area, where there is some D/s in my life, but not so much that I am owned or am solely alive to serve someone else.

We all knew this wasn’t going to last forever.  I walked into the relationship knowing that I would one day move on.  I suppose I always pictured things going a different way.  I pictured myself finding a dominant man, one to be my owner, and having a smooth transition from being a pet to Sir and Miss, to being someone else’s slut.  I guess it throws me off a little, that I have no man waiting for me, and yet I feel as though our relationship needs to change.

I am struggling with my emotions.  I do not quite understand why the thought of not being their pet any more makes me sad, seeing as it was my idea, and I had a lot of time to think and prepare for this time.  Something one of my friends said made a lot of sense to me.  She said that the fact that I sometimes get sad over the “end” of our relationship just means that it was more than just sex.  It was more than just a rebellion against society, my friends, or my parents.  I did it for more than just the thrill.

As for what happens next, I do not know for sure.  I hope to sit with Sir and Miss sometime soon to talk things over and will probably write about the aftermath.  For now, I am throwing the towel in and calling it a night.

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Rumschpringe – One Month of Freedom

July 27th, 2010  / Author: !

Photo Credit: Logistics Monster
Around the age of sixteen, some Amish participate in what is called Rumschpringe.  It is a period in time in which they go out into the modern world and “rebel” in a sense, against the beliefs with which they grew up.  At the end of this period, the young Amish man or woman either chooses Baptism, or chooses to leave the community.  Often times, they choose to return to the church, rather than move away from the community.  The next 27 days will be my Rumschpringe.

I am going to give you the Reader’s Digest version of what has happened in the last few weeks.  Long story short, I told my parents about my kink and my relationship with Sir and Miss.  They reacted well, but are still very confused.  I have gone through and am still feeling a plethora of emotion.

Which leads to what I am writing about now…

After a few conversations, Sir and Miss decided that the best thing to do right now would be to give me a one month break from their control.  I need time to sort things out with my family, and reflect on the events of the past few weeks.  While the thought of freedom might seem nice to someone looking in from the outside, I am not so sure I like things like this.

I miss having their control, knowing that I was expected to follow certain rules, or ask permission for certain things.  I also have not seen them in over a month, and I really just miss being with them.  Oh, to be clear, this break does not mean I don’t get to talk to them, or perhaps even see them sometime.  It’s just a break from being under their control, so that I can get my vanilla life in order, and even perhaps recover from my mess of overwhelming emotions.

What happened with my parents made me question whether or not the kinky me is really who I am.  It blew the confidence I once had about who I am and what feels right.  I began to question whether or not things should be this way, or if I should just give it up, have a “normal” vanilla relationship and try to will the kinkiness away.  I know that deep down, this is who I am meant to be; the kinky, sometimes crazy young woman I am; but having even an inkling of doubt is starting to get to me.

So although it will be difficult, I have decided to start breaking rules.  In a sense, I need to rebel against the rules that were once enforced by Sir and Miss, to make sure that I like being controlled more than I like my freedom.  today, I managed to walk around at home for a few hours without wearing my collar.  Granted, I did slip it on eventually, and am wearing it right now, but I am just taking tiny baby steps.  It hurt me a little, but I think what I need, is to push past the habits I have gotten used to since Sir and Miss took control and try to revert back to how I lived before they controlled me.  I have a hunch that by the time this month is over, I will have re-confirmed my desire to be controlled by Sir and Miss.  I just need to prove to myself that being their pet is absolutely 100% what I want out of my life right now.

I think I just got lost in a bout of incoherent rambling.  I am feeling a tiny bit lost right now.  I have a whole lot of undefined emotion, and I don’t quite know what to do with it.  Back to the point, I am going to try to make the most out of this month, in order to figure out what I want out of life, and whether or not where I am is truly where I want to be.

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