This topic was brought up by Master and I hope he doesn't mind that I make it a blog post.
I used to get a bit jealous sometimes. Not rabidly, but in a "Why are you looking at porn/that girl, aren't I enough?" sort of way. I also used to be (I'm talking over 20 years ago) a lot more insecure about my position with him.
He is very happy that I don't tend to get jealous now. I'm not going to say never, because it could happen, but mostly not.
Sometimes he wonders why not? What happened?
I can think of several things that changed.
One, and the most significant for me, is that the mindset of being property is internalized. This means that I don't own him. I can call him my Master, but this "my" is not possessive, it is relational. Like you would say "my town" because you live there; it doesn't mean you think you own it. He owns me and I don't own him in any literal sense. I have his love, but I don't own HIM.
The second one, which took much longer to achieve, but is only a little less important than the first one, is that I'm a lot more secure simply through time and experience. I mean, all these other hot women crossed his path over the years, some even tried to lure him away, and he still stuck with me. That says a lot. I'm not afraid that he's going to dump me just because someone else has bigger tits, is younger, smarter, or gives a better blowjob, or any other reason. I know he loves me and wants to own me forever, so I feel secure with that.
Third, he has a "Dance with the one you brought" philosophy, so I'm still getting some of his attention when we go out. Did I mention that I'm somewhat needful of attention? Ok, more than somewhat. He doesn't go out and just ignore me to play with others, which I think would really upset me. He makes sure that even when he has other play dates, he's still doing stuff with me too. It didn't take me mentioning, begging or harping on it, either, it just seemed like he knew this was a good way to be.
Fourth, which is going to seem like the total opposite of the previous point, I have a teeny bit of a cuckqueen fetish (seeing him with someone else turns my crank). But I would point out that ignoring me is not at all the same as purposefully saying "You sit there and watch me do this". It is like the difference between saying "I don't care what you eat" and "You are not having this cake, but are going sit there and watch me eat it". It is a kind of emotional masochism that I have, where the second one feels better than the first. It makes me feel his power over me.
And to be plain and simple, I enjoy watching him have a good time whether he's deep in an interesting conversation or doing...whatever.
All those things together are where the jealousy went.
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