:: Edgeliving: Master Jim and slave marsha ::

:: Friday, November 21, 2003 ::

Alert the Media! Master Jim Has a Sense of Humor…

i hope i’ve given all of you enough time to recover from the swoon undoubtedly induced by the discovery that Master Jim has a sense of humor. If not, feel free to rejoin us when you feel better.

Seriously, it continues to surprise me to discover how people in the leather/SM community view my life with Master Jim. Those views often fall into one of two categories:

View 1. No one can possibly live in a Master/slave relationship on a 24/7 basis. Therefore, what we in the community see must just be an elaborate role play that is dumped the minute you hit the front door and the two of you secretly interact as equal partners. Because we all know that’s how it’s got to be.

View 2. This Master/slave stuff is serious business. No laughter or fun is allowed. Master Jim spends all day laying down the law and giving me commands in a stern and Masterly voice. marsha is some sort of brainwashed, animatronic figure (some assembly required) with no feelings, no sense of humor and no thoughts of her own.

Let’s take each of these views in turn, shall we?

The life i live as a slave is not role play. As Master Jim noted in His post, Master and slave is who we are. We don’t shed our identities as Master and slave when we hit the front door. (Although Master Jim, who at heart is truly a nudist, has been known to start shedding clothing before the front door closes. Okay, maybe that’s too much information, even for me.) i really do call Him “Master Jim” or “Sir” all the time. i really don’t use furniture at home, except when working at the computer or sleeping in the bed. i really am required to obey and serve Him.

But that doesn’t mean that there isn’t laughter and fun… which leads us to View 2.

Yeah, this Master/slave stuff is serious business. It’s about life and living our calling – and it doesn’t get more serious than that. But serious does not mean “without fun.” We really do go places and do things. Master Jim actually does things like riding roller coasters, and when He does, His scream is somewhat less than stern and Masterly. (Note: If there are any biological male boys out there who would like to serve by riding those roller coasters with Him, please submit an application to me. i hate the things.) He does not spend His day reeling off commands and demanding blow jobs. In fact, He's been known to take out the trash, cook a nice meal and even... wait for it... go shopping at a mall. i am a real, fully rounded human being who laughs and cries and feels joy and pain. I’ve been known to have a thought or two of my own.

All of this really leads to Master Jim’s main point – from time to time, we should stop and focus on the miracle of this Master/slave relationship.

And it is a miracle to me.

How did i, of all the people who are searching for an Owner, find one? An Owner who is ethical. Who is committed to walking the path of Mastery and slavery as far as He can. Who is willing to shoulder the unbelievable responsibility of owning another human. Who is strong enough to own me.

How have He and i maintained this relationship in the face of everything that so easily could have destroyed it? And managed to keep laughing?

i truly am blessed. i have been given the opportunity to walk the path of my calling, to grow as a slave. What i have been given is beyond “fun.” It is joy.

i am a slave.

In that single sentence is the joy of my life.

i’ll remember that, Sir. Thank You for reminding me.

--slave marsha

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