Guess I'll start at the start, or what I consider the 'start' being when I moved out of home... Moved into a flat on my own about 4yrs ago right in the middle of Dublin city centre cos at the time that's where I was working too.
Office job was boring though, I mean compared to my BFF who ran music gigs around diff bars in Dublin and got paid for it, my job was NOT rock and roll... He (BFF) eventually started asking me more and more to help with it tho since I was local and I still got to work boring office hours in between drinking sessions. Obviously office job didn't last compared to what else I was doing and quite frankly, my hangovers and esctacy come-downs didn't suit the work place either so I left the day job.
Once the lease was up on the flat though, without the day job, I couldn't keep up the rent to continue so I moved back home for a couple of months to rethink. Hated being here, I mean living a rock and roll lifestyle and coming back home to your parents house was horrifying so BFF offered a room in his place and I moved back into town.
It was perfection! Best time of my life was our first year living working and partying together. BFF is a massive tart and took women home most nights, and I'd somehow manage to hook me a man and do likewise... We had such a great time. Though he is a big girl at heart and we'd talk ad tell eachother everything of the exploits the night before lol
When I was living in my own place I had met a guy who, with no real connections to barr sex, I'd meet on and off for months. He introduced me to D/s proclaiming to live the life when he could and thought I'd really enjoy it too. And I really did, I mean I do, but with him it was diff.
Since it started privatly between us, it was fun but once I moved in with BFF it's like a switch was flipped and he became more and more public with trying to dominate me. It felt wrong though, I mean I knew it was but thought its as it should be... Soon found out he was only looking for a doormat / sex slave and it was BFF who pulled me away from him, picked up the pieces and set me straight again and I have absolutely no way in hell of ever repaying him as much as he deserves it.
The parties, the drinking and the drugs continued till eventually it all caught up with me and I fell pregnant. The rest as they say is history....
Even though my first experience of D/s was pretty bad, I still associate it with the good times I had in town... And my first REAL Dom I found in my BF
Being at home with the baby so much caused me to open my first Twitter acct for a diversion from being 'mommie' all day... That's where I started talking to Z and subsequently, lead me to the man who is now my Master.
I didn't know his lifestyle when I first said hi and since the baby, I never thought about the lifestyle I left. Now I'm filled with complete adoration for a Man who cares greatly for me and protects as well as trains me and in pleasing Him I've found my happy place again. I'm not going anywhere this time....
So what's next? Well the biggest and most important thing is of course the happiness and health of my baby. She's thriving, learning and growing right before my eyes!! Nothing comes close to the love I have for her and I vow to do good by her and make a good life for us.
And my future?, I'm a sub. I'm learning more (and not always the easy way!) of what that really means for me and I want nothing more to continue with it. I hope one day to have somebody to care for, love and serve for the rest of my life. To have a happy, healthy and stable relationship and to pass this happiness onto my daughter to help her find her way, wherever that will take her...
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