LillyBoPeep
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ORIGINAL: MaxsBoy Dropping the admits for this. No, we've never officially switched, but it's a long story. The short version is that I am by far the more dominant of the two of us. We've been living together since October, and the situation has slowly been changing from me wearing his collar and doing what he says because that the way it is, to me doing what he says because I love him and I really want to be his slave, to him telling me what to do after seeking guidance from me about what he should be telling me, and finally to me just telling him what to tell me to do. He's just not a Master. You can't make a Master out of a pup. I was so focused on my dream of being a house slave - and he was so focused on making it happen for me - that we lost sight of what the real dynamic had turned into (or deliberately ignored it, at times). But I love my dog, and I couldn't let him continue to struggle like that for an illusion. We both fucked up. Now it's time to fix things. He's already been warned that this is not an experiment, and that I am now in charge - and he'll do what I say, period. We agreed to no limits with me, and I expect the same. He's also been warned that I need to be on the bottom sometimes, and that this will likely mean playing with others eventually - but it'll just be play and not a relationship. I gave him a list of my terms and expectations tonight, and after some discussion and hammering out of details he eagerly agreed to them all. He's a very good dog, and he's very eager to serve me. I think this will work out very well for both of us once the dust settles. It's hard to let go of what we've been aiming for all this time - and my dream of being collared - but I have to do what will best serve both me and my pup. that sounds really level headed and realistic, MB -- kudos to you for that. ^_^ i admit, i have a couple more chunks of respect for you. dreams can be hard to let go, but sometimes life intervenes. the best of 'em learn to roll with the punches, and i think that makes you one of the best of 'em. ^_^ (i admit i am sad no one wants to talk to me on the phone. haha =p oh well.) i admit, the hours and hours of reading complicated directions and lots of screwing by hand and lots of crawling around in tight spaces behind things has come to a conclusion, and i now have a really cute little space-saving dining unit for my oddly built, obnoxiously small kitchen. (i admit, it will be 100% after i borrow a drill from a friend, but you get the point.) i also admit that being forced to keep my refrigerator in the laundry room has stopped a lot of the random munching. pretty sweet. as annoying as this house is, i admit, i actually really like it.
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Midwestern Girl "Obey your Master." Metallica
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