As mentioned in the last post Master went out with some friends last week. Now this does not happen very often, usually when we go out it is together. While Master was missed immensely, the fact that he went out was not a big deal, slave was happy he was going. Not only did he deserve the break, he was with my 3 closest friends’ husbands, some of which were not very accepting of our relationship when it started because the divorce from the ex was not finalized.
Anyway, when Master came home he made a passing remark about not receiving any texts from slave while he was out. The comment was surprising and there was an inquiry made as to if the other guys had been receiving texts from their wives and in fact they had…..several. That just seemed really strange because they had only been out for 3 or 4 hours and really the point was for them to have a fun time out. Slave certainly did not want to be a bother.
Now Master was not complaining but the comment keeps coming back to one’s thoughts. Is it weird that she didn’t shoot him a quick text to let him know she was missing him? And really who knows what the texts to other husbands were about, they could have been arguing for all we know. It just has one questioning herself; perhaps she is more distant than she originally thought or not as open as she can be. Does the absence of a text indicate a failure on this slave’s part in one way or another? And why oh why is this still bothering her 4 days later? Bothering her enough that she is writing this post?
Affection has never been one’s strong point, even though one has felt love for another for long periods of time. Hugging, kissing and holding hands are just things that have always fallen off once a relationship progresses. It’s not something conscious either, it just happens.
Master has changed that. Molded slave, mostly through his owns actions. He will reach out for a hand, grab the back of one’s neck or stop the progress of dinner or laundry for a long hug. At first the responses were ones of obedience but as time went on they were ones of true affection. Just feeling his skin against mine, craving any touch he would give, focusing on him even just for that second because yeah laundry and dinner can wait. There were also some rules that fundamentally changed the inner working of one’s mind. The most prevalent being that slave must always be touching Master in some way when relaxing together, even if it’s just a cheek on his leg as one sits at his feet, or throwing her legs on his lap on the rare occasion she asks to sit on the couch instead of the floor. This was a tough rule at first but really now it’s not a rule at all; it’s something one craves and doesn’t even take notice of. It’s something she wants to do, to feel our connection through touch. Slave didn’t even realize this change had taken place in her until the texting comment came up.
Yes, this post is going nowhere at this point, except that maybe one has even more work to do than she thought……and maybe she better talk to Master about it before he reads this. He won’t be happy this was not communicated to him earlier. For some reason it just seemed one would be over it by now.