After being in monogamous relationships all my life, I ventured out into the poly world with the help of my lover, (Now My Master), after my second husband’s death. Having usually worn the pants in my relationships, I find my mouth and my rebellion often get in the way of being a good slave. However, I have found a freedom in slavery that I have never known before. Here, I attempt to convey what it’s like (feelings as well as practicality) from a slave’s point of view. A NEW slave’s point of view. I venture out into this lifestyle on quivering legs and heart, but firmly being held up by my Master. It is through Him that I am finding this whole new world. What was once a worthless waste of life (during my grieving), now has worth, and that worth lies in serving Him who is my Master.
Servicefullness is so underrated, isn’t it. To serve brings peace. And joy!
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