it’s been an interesting beginning to June…
SB and I signed a Master/slave contract on June 1, 2014! *breathes heavily* whew…. It’s pushing both of us out of our typical comfort zones, though, not a lot is going to actually change in our relationship as it stands, just a lil more structure and my mind has to remember that my body no longer belongs to me…. everything I say and do reflect upon him. I have to admit, unfortunately, that I failed yesterday… not wholly… just slightly… well… still a fail in my books, but I got horny and forgot to ask his permission to masturbate… and I got horny at the strangest thing… *blushes* He even told me so….no, I shan’t share with you… it’s too personal for that.. only he and I know… and that’s where it’ll stay, for now, at least….
We’re going to push each other with this contract…. I have known for a long time that I need and crave more structure in my life… but with SB… I’ve gotten it, even before the contract…I know exactly where I stand with him, always.. and I know how he feels about me… I feel it, see it, and hear it on a daily basis… my heart wells up with pride and happiness, always, when he’s around… and if I have a problem or concern, I have always known I can go to him and he’ll make things better or, at the very least, make me see things in a different light, and my mind lightens up and I smile… Gods does he make me smile…
He and I are “gently” getting into the contract… I already do most of the things the contract asks of me… it’s just more formal…
With all that being said…. Last night (6/2) one of my friends and business acquaintances (BM), called me after 1AM to come get her because her car had been stolen at someone else’s apartment complex.. she’d taken someone home from somewhere (most likely a bar) and in the “10 minutes” she’d gone into his apartment her car had been stolen…. WTF? serously? but she also mentioned something about 2 hours… so I was confused and in an almost dream-like state when I answered the call… BM is one of my “friends” that SB .. doesn’t exactly approve of… well… the person herself is fine, as long as she’s sober…. THAT’s the issue with her… I debated with myself whether to call SB or not… so I did.. woke him up (Sorry, Daddy)… I didn’t exactly ask for permission but told him that I was going to go get her drunk ass and take her home… then I set it if I didn’t call him that things were okay, but if I did call that something was seriously wrong… I also set another path in motion, I’d woken my roommate (JJ) and told her the situation since she knew BM… and if I hadn’t come home within a reasonable amount of time for her to call SB and alert him…. *sighs* I kept muttering “It doesn’t always pay to be responsible” and “Stupid drunk asses.” hehe *sighs*
I picked her up and could tell she was ….. on a horrible bender… blubbering how sorry she was and that she loved me… “why did this happen to me??” she kept saying… *sighs* On our way to her house she said “shit, if I go home, I need to get some beer.” Luckily it was way after hours for the selling of alcohol, and I reminded her of that… she was upset… though she didn’t need any more alcohol, in my honest opinion, but she wanted it, so she called another (male) friend of hers and asked if she could come over…He obliged and so I took her there… as she’d asked.. She got out of Bert (my car) and said “Well, what would I do at home anyway, Anna?” I simply replied “Sleep.” I watched her go into the house then drove home…JJ was waiting up for me, well sort of, she was still in bed, but she was awake enough to hear me come home… so all was well in the house again…. I also texted SB to let him know, when he woke up, that I was okay and home safe and sound. (See…. I’m really trying to be good and do good and be completely honourable! haha)
I don’t think I’ve ever been that upset and tired at the same time… I had a difficult time going to sleep, but I wanted to write about so many different things…. sleep finally found me, thankfully…
So, it’s only June 3rd, and I’m starting to think more like a submissive/slave as far as needing to be more communicative with SB…. not that we weren’t before, but needing to wake him in the middle of the night when something sketchy might happen when I need to go “rescue” a (stupid-drunk) friend in “need.”