I have a funny way with authority. I dig it. I like people or institutions to be over me. I need authority figures in my life. They make me feel safe. And secure. I need the built-in boundaries authority figures provide. In fact, i am almost rigid in my compliance. Maybe this makes me a weaker than average person, i don’t know. I only know what sort of programming is compatible with a healthy me. Even as i write this my best friend is, for the second time now today, taking the Halloween candy away and telling me i need to eat dinner first. And i’m glad she did.

Not too surprising for a slave-type you say. And i guess you’re right. Only a natural submissive/slave would bend as easily and gladly in such a comfortable way to authority. A very good quality for a prospective slave and one that Masters relish. Oh, i suppose a really good Master can train a potential candidate to be more yielding than nature perhaps made her. But if i were a Master, i would seek for myself a slave invested in following authority and structure as a matter of course. Why make more work for myself? And besides, watching her bend to my will would be a huge turn on, for both of us. She so needing it, and i absolutely requiring it.

But what of outside authority figures? What to do when there is conflict.

This is what faced me today. Of course, Master won. Master always wins. But i agonized over disappointing the other authority figure. We can only have one true Master. All the rest must become secondary and therefore subordinate. Giving Master his due authority in my life necessitates some changes in my way of thinking about all authority figures. I trust Master to make decisions for me in my best interest. I trust him to be ethical and law abiding. I trust him. And because i trust him, i can rest.

Thank you Master for helping me to finally rest today.

*kiss*