twistedkytten -> RE: Breaking a sub/slave? (10/25/2007 6:14:54 PM)
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ORIGINAL: SixFootMaster Firstly, were you unhappy in this situation, was it something that somewhere at some level made you feel less or bad? Secondly, have you ever had regret for pulling free from the relationship? Thirdly, were you without personality, without dreams, passions, emotions and so on? *smiles* Thank You SFM to answer Your questions... Yes, at first I was very unhappy, it seemed that he was not the man that he said he was, the situation also was not as I expected. but I felt there was still something I could learn and perhaps grow as a better slave from the situation. there were a couple of things that transpired early that made things the way they were.. but i learned to hang on to and find the joy in whatever I was given.. no matter how small it may seem.. and I learned a bit about my body language.. he cut my hair off (over the small of my back at that time) because he said, it was a source of pride. I really felt ugly then, that is to say nothing of how I felt when He never touched me. at some point.. I was given a time limit nightly in which to get him off.. if i failed it was taken from me.. it happened once. it amazes me still to this day, how very much those 2 minutes came to mean to me... I cried myself to sleep for what seemed like forever until one day.. it just didn't hurt any more.. I think it was then, that I gave in/ gave up/ submitted completely. it seemed in some way that i was free however.. my soul had ceased to sing.. i had given myself to nothing more than empty existence at least that is what I felt like.. hollow.. No I do not regret leaving.. I no longer had dreams even the unattainable ones left me.. I dissasociated myself from my emotions, possibly because it was too painful not to I remember still having my sense of humor for the most part.. but there was an underlying sadness. I was let out of the house 1 time a week.. to walk to the store, to buy his lottery tickets and cigarettes He flicked me in my forehead and laughed at me as he kicked me off his bed the one and only time I tried to "express passion"
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