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| LadyEmmaCavendish |
Master and I have been apart for a fortnight. The first week he was with his children, the second I was away with my friend. Of course we have been in touch, but this has been limited due to children and the cost of long distance calls.
There have been some developments of the course of this fortnight, one of the greatest being that Master told the mother of his children about me. Generally it has gone OK. We have had the green light to discuss me with the children, with a view to me being introduced a later date.
The second thing is that the fortnight has given us time apart that we have not had in a long time, time to refresh and reflect.
Both realising how love has a knack of slackening the ropes. Both of us wish to tighten these to pursue our dreams.
For the first time in a long time Master has ordered me to take action. I am to hand over my trousers to him tomorrow. I have not worn them in so long, yet he doesn't want me to have any access to them, even a suitcase under the bed. It seems strange to me that it is such a big commitment, despite not having worn them for so long. Why do I find it so hard?
I slept in my collar last night and I have to wear it on the train today. Again it seems so hard to do. My ropes must have been so slack I'm surprised I haven't tripped over them!
When Master first took me under his wing I was under contract. A vanilla situation put paid to the contract. Circumstances have changed and it is to be revived so I am told. I am pleased, it allows me to understand better what is required of me. (Least that's what I think when it is a figment of imagination. I reserve the right to change my mind when it has been realised)
Master and I have set some clear goals for ourselves, based on positivity and I can't wait x
