Sir came by last night, and it made me realize how much I care for Master. Don’t get me wrong, Sir is a perfectly nice man, but he is not Master. Sir brought us (my son and me) supper, and we showered together and had sex. Sir lacks a certain finesse that Master has, which I attribute to his age – he is only 23 to Master’s 36 – and while I care for Sir a GREAT deal, perhaps greater than I should, I love my Master and handfasted Lord. Sir, however, seems to have fallen for me, and I to an extent for him, but my heart belongs to Master.
Last night was a big step for me, for I had not had sex with anyone except Master since our handfasting because I felt it was cheating – even though I knew he was having sex with other people. So I consider my night last night to be my formal introduction to polyamory.
Sir will be coming over again on Saturday (tomorrow), and Master on Wednesday. We are having a coven meet and greet on Wednesday, and on Thursday, I am going to get my labia and nipples pierced. My biggest fear about that is that I’ll chicken out mid-way through, but I have made up my mind to suck it up and gut it out and get everything I want done despite the pain. Master will be there with me to hold my hand. With Master by my side, I can do anything!