Hi there everyone! As Mija mentioned already I did indeed write this intro recently in anticipation of being added to this site. I’m pretty excited to be here, so I hope I have something of value to add! Anyway, all the relevant details are bellow. I will wait nervously for your feedback!
I’m a young woman in my early twenties. I live in the middle of the USA
with my family. My family consists of three children and three adults.
No, we don’t have grandma living with us. We have what is called a polyamorous
relationship. Both myself and the other woman are involved with the
same man. Are you scandalized? My parents are. This is an ongoing
source of drama in my life. I’m sure you will hear about it again.
Most relevant to PB readers- what we have together is a Master/slave dynamic. In this instance He is the
Master, and we are the slaves. In the most simple terms this means that
He gets to control whatever he wants and we get to, well, obey. When
we fail at the obedience thing is when discipline comes into play. Yes,
it’s usually painful.
There are some external things that go with being a slave. We
address Him as "Sir." We sleep on the floor. We (read I) take care of
most of the housework. We usually don’t get to watch what we want on
TV. Most of these things are actually more subtle than you might
expect, though, and except for there being three of us we don’t look
that different from any of those sappy 1950s TV shows.
For me, the real meat behind M/s is the mental side of things. It has to do
with being led and controlled. It has to do with structure and being
pushed to do my best both for myself and for the one who owns me. It is also about knowing that I need to live this way in order to
achieve my highest potential. It is kinky to be sure, but it’s also an
acknowledgment of my personality and how I thrive.
I am the stay at home member of the family. I care for the
kiddos and make sure the house is in shape. I plan the meals and make
the grocery lists. I wash the clothes and diapers. I’m a regular Suzie
Homemaker. Except, well, I’m not.
I try my hardest but I’m not a natural. This is very sad for
me because all my life it’s been my dream to be a stay at home mom. Now
that I am living it I’m discovering that I don’t have a natural ability
to see dirt in obscure corners of the living room. I also don’t always
remember when the sheets were washed last, or notice how much toilet
paper is left in the main bathroom. I forget to iron His shirts and he
runs out. The plants sometimes go un-watered. Can you guess what types
of things I am likely to be punished for? Still, the family gets fed
and I almost always manage to get the kitchen floor mopped.
I think this is a pretty general introduction to me. I am not 100% convinced that I’m a good fit for the PB
because the life I lead is in some ways drastically different than many
of the other contributors. However, they have all assured me that I do
belong here and they seem to think I have an interesting perspective to
add. I guess you readers will be the judge of that. For now, I’ll just
say , "Hi" and, "Thanks for having me here."