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A day in the life of a 24/7 slave |
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i know there have already been articles written by other slaves about what their life looks like, but hey, another perspective is always good right?
i am often asked by friends, both lifestyle and vanilla, what being a slave means, or what it looks like in the day to day. So here it is.
5:45 am...yes way before the sun comes up my day starts. Master is a responsible type A individual who doesn't seem to require much sleep and when he gets up i get up. If i don't "get up good" he keeps a riding crop on his side of the bed and uses it to "encourage" me to get out of the bed.
Then we go downstairs, have coffee, breakfast and watch morning express with Robin Meade. Pretty normal right? Here's what makes it cherry rather than vanilla.
First of all i'm naked. When Master is home i'm ALWAYS naked, unless special permission has been given for me to wear clothing usually as a reward for being particularly obedient or pleasing to him in some way. Second, he goes and sits at "the command center" (his enormous L shaped desk with his computer whose monitor is bigger than most tv's) and works on getting his eyes to open while i fetch him a cigar cut it and offer it to him before making his coffee that i present to him on bended knee after taking a sip myself gorean style. Only after all that do i ask permission to use the bathroom (again i must ALWAYS ask permission to use the bathroom when in Master's presence), then i make my coffee and sit in my chair at Master's feet. (it's one of those gamers chairs with the high back that rocks...i managed to convince master to get it for me because it gives better lumbar support than sitting on the floor), with the exception of my chair i am not allowed to sit on any furniture in the house without permission. Then i must ask permission to check my email. When in Master's presence i am not allowed to read, check e-mail, watch tv or do anything else that diverts my attention from him without first asking permission.
6:45am breakfast...read blowjob.
7:00am Master takes his shower while i make the bed, lay out his clothes and socks and untie his shoes so they are easy for him to slip on.
7:15-7:40 Master dresses, brushes teeth etc. while i do any little tidying and start mentally checking off what i would like to do that day while Master is at work.
7:40 I tie Master's shoes for him, he kisses me good bye and goes off to work.
7:45-12:15 i'm home by myself, but i'm not eating bon bons all day and watching tv. Depending on the day of the week there's trash to go out, dry cleaning, changing the linens on the bed, watering the plants and just general chores to make certain that Master's household runs smoothly and remains as comfortable and to his liking as possible.
12:15 Master comes home for lunch, which i will usually start making at around 12 o'clock so that he has time to sit and enjoy it before he has to go back to the office. W/we usually eat in the dining room and i serve him first, make certain he has whatever he would like to drink and then fetch my plate and ask for permission to sit at the table with him. He hasn't ever denied me this privilige, but he has the option to at anytime if he wishes.
1:00-5:15 Master goes back to work and i spend my afternoon finishing anything i didn't complete that morning. This almost always includes writing in my journal which must be completed daily, taking my shower and deciding what to prepare for dinner. Now depending on my mood and what kind of day i've had depends on whether i'm waiting for Master upstairs or downstairs. If i'm feeling particularly slutty i'll get all tarted up, put on one of my victoria's secret numbers and make myself comfy in Master's chair at his command center (a major no no) because i know if i've gone the extra mile to please and titillate him i can get away with sitting in his chair. Most days though i'm simply naked, often with wet hair still from the shower, kneeling with legs spread, eyes down, hands resting palm up on my thighs. He'll usually pat my head or caress my cheek while he empties out his pockets of his work paraphenalia wallet change keys etc. before allowing me to take off his socks and shoes and rub his feet. i am not; however, allowed to touch or approach him until given permission to do so. Anytime i am in a "position" i must remain in it until given permission to move.
5:30-6:30 W/we go downstairs and i prepare coffee or hot tea for him, fetch him his evening cigar and am as quiet and meek as possible while he unwinds and decompresses from his day. This is one of the hardest but most valuable gifts i give him as often after being in the house all day i want to run my mouth like a chatter box the minute he comes home. It's the reason why we go through the awaiting instructions position and other rituals when He arrives home, it puts me in the proper headspace to serve him and to remember that my first thought should be to serve him.
6:30-7:30 i make dinner..yes it does usually take me about an hour. It gives Master time to send any emails he would like and watch what he would like on tv and i like to putter in the kitchen.
7:30-8:00 W/we eat. Usually downstairs, me in my chair at Master's feet him at the CC (command center) and then we watch tv, or talk about my journal, or play or whatever Master feels like doing until it is time to go to bed. Now it must be said that Master reads my mood and energy level and determines what activity is best for both of us and on more than one occassion has sublimated his own desires in favor of taking care of my needs. (i.e. last night i had an awful stomach ache and while Master very much wanted to play we watched tv and went to bed early instead.)
Bedtime, we go upstairs, use the bathroom etc. and Master gets in the bed. i am not allowed to get in the bed without permission and i am not allowed to ask for permission to get in the bed until Master is already in it. The only time i've had to sleep on the floor was out of simple bull headedness on my part. It's fucking uncomfortable let me tell you.
We cuddle up, kiss each other goodnight and go to sleep.
So that's basically what my day looks like on average, it isn't for everybody and if you are too attached to sitting on furniture or wearing clothing, then slavery may not be for you, but i am happier and more fullfilled than i ever have been in my life. |