As this girl has been allowed to serve for almost ten years now.. ive been taught (sometimes begrudgingly so) a few things.. Lately, ive been noticing some odd behavior from some of my cohorts.. in a show of ... what the heck are you thinking and can you please fix this now cuz youre making it hard on all of us.. i thought i might share a few of the important ones with them now..
One of the first lessons and in turn the most important lessons learned, was a slave serves to be served.. Now, darlings, ohhhhh yummy, savory, dear ones.. this is a lesson to take to heart, if you have one in that stoney facade... you serve your Master, because frankly speaking, serving Him serves your needs...
That brings us to Lesson Numero Dos chickiepoo's... so, open up your text books and get your comment cards ready (cuz i know its your favorite past time).. Ready? really really ready? got your socks on cuz im gonna hit the ground running on this one and im not waiting for your ass to catch up.. Ahem.. Now, where were we for the slow ones..
Oh yes .. Lesson No. 2 ~ Service Requires Humility and that means.. for those who have synapsis that fail to frequently fire and cant quite make that bridge of logic between the left brain and the right... There isnt any room for your ginormous ego.. and Lord knows.. if there isnt room for that thing which the Hubble used to call out from space..and you have to get rid of it.. how in the jolly green eyed monsterville can you expect to be jealous, possessive, or whatever pretty little word your therapist wrote down on her paper that helps you make it through the night but really says the same damned thing as the other two words.. aka.. youre just a jealous bitch.. so get over it.. its not allowed anymore..
Its ok.. you can stop crying now.. its over.. See.. that wasnt so hard!
And our third lesson ladies.. this one should make you all go, well duh! Especially if you've managed to get the other two lessons to gel in your brain cavity sufficiently... Now, so to recap.. if youre still here with us oh yummy ones.. lil savory darlings..
If youre still here, youve assumed the position.. with grace and humility.. ego checked at the door and all that entails.. and with the full realization of what service means... So, ideally, it should be easy to hear Lesson Three.. but really its not for some.. because this one doesnt have orders from Master.. youre self governing here, chicka..
Lesson Three says you, darling, are always a reflection of your Master in all ways.. how does cattiness become him? how does rudeness become him? Is kindness what you would extend to his friends or, rather, a bite of the hand? Its more than manicured fingernails and toes... i assure you.. although id no sooner be caught dead with a chipped toesie..
How do you serve your Master when he is not there? By excelling at Lesson Number Three.. by not just being groovy to the ugly fat chicks youre not worried he might have an inclination to boink.. Lets be real about this shall we dears? He's going to do what he wants.. He has the privity of the cane.. there is freedom in that..
What should you have? Confidence in your ability to serve his needs.. Confidence in your own beauty.. Confidence in your own ways to make him smile..
Because as a slave, anything more than confidence looks an awful lot like an untrained, ill mannered brat that has no need to serve more than to get her rocks off let alone make her Master happy.. So, choose your actions accordingly..
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