It has been awhile since I’ve sat down and thought about my slavery.  I know many of you tire of reading about that kind of thing here, but I still enjoy thinking about it, because my relationship is by no means “normal”.  Just thinking about yesterday, arriving at the hotel and taking every single one of our bags from the car and carrying them all myself while Master walked on ahead to the reservation desk.  It was very amusing.

Guess what?  I’m almost skinny.  It’s very cool.  I’m into size 10 jeans.  Two years ago I was in size 18.  I tell Master all the time how happy and exciting this is for me, for I never could have done this on my own.  I also worry that I will gain it all back, but Master said he isn’t going to let that happen.

It’s weird too.  I know if it were just me on my own little diet plan, I would allow myself lots of indulgences because after all, if all you do is deprive yourself of everything, after awhile you are going to binge; Right?  Well, no.  While I have not asked Master permission for any indulgences yet, I have passed by Reese’s peanut butter cups, cake, donuts, cookies, and all sorts of desserts, bread, pasta, sugar, cereal and on and on, I have not had the desire to binge.  I sometimes wish I could have one of those things, but the few times I’ve snitched a ‘taste’ of something, it has just tasted very sweet.  Like on my daughter’s birthday.  I had to taste the home-made chocolate frosting we made.  Had to.  It was alright.  Not great, but alright.  I guess I don’t really miss those things too much.

Last night Master and I were walking in town and went by a pizza place.  We had not yet eaten, and boy did pizza and beer sound good!  My mouth was watering just smelling it.  We headed further down to this cafe type place and ended up with tuna sushi and this awesome salad with chicken.  It was uber satisfying and the little bit of rice (encasing the tuna) was a nice splurge.  So were the drinks we had.

Okay, so maybe it's not so hidden!

In fact, it was an amazing night.  God, I love walking around town with him.  I love laughing and relaxing and getting dressed up all sexy for him too.  He made me remove my panties in the restroom of this club, come back out and hand them to him.  He put them on the little cocktail table for everyone to see.  Thank god the lights were dim.  But it’s hot and sexy as hell to do that stuff.  I admit I get turned on doing stuff like that.  He hiked my skirt up showing off the lacy edge of my black thigh highs.  I simply adore being sexy for him.  I love, love, love it!  I was so happy that the rotgut Master bought for me went down like silk after the first two sips and an olive.

But, back on earth, my paper is finished for this week.  I started looking up references for the next one.  School is moving right along, well into the second week of my second class.  I have to work all weekend including tomorrow, so I will be very busy as I work 12 hour shifts.  But it’s all good.  Keeping me busy is the trick Master learned to keep me focused on positive things, which keeps my spirits from sagging.  But god, he is the best medicine.  I leak just looking at him.

(Well I do!)

So, I get to buy new clothes, which is awesome.  I don’t get to indulge on forbidden foods, I guess, unless I ask permission and I haven’t done that yet.  I will be needing permission soon though, for Thanksgiving.  Anyone want my Halloween candy leftovers?  It’s about time to bring that shit to work.  Like Master said, lol.

Dinner is cooking and smells fantastic.  I’m being creative.  I put chicken breasts in a pan on top of the stove with a package of onion soup mix sprinkled on them and two cups of water.  It’s simmering.  I have broccoli in another pot; my kids love that.  Not sure, but I might make a sauce out of that soup with a little corn starch.  Mmmm.

That’s about it for now.  I get to travel with Master next week, yay!  I love being close enough to touch him.  Him touching me?  Even better!

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