Sometimes when I have been with Master for the weekend, I struggle to get my mind back into the need to function alone. Especially, when, as today something intense has taken place.

You see, until earlier this year I always lived with another person (often people). For all of those adult years, I yearned to have my own space, time to be on my own. Time to read, to think, often a time and place to breathe.

Now, I get plenty time alone, but sometimes I would just like another person close to me.

It is not that I want or need to speak to them. Just to know they are close.

Tonight I have been what Master will consider bratty to Him, by text.

Because tonight, for a reason that I can’t quite fathom. I am not enjoying that space to be alone.

The best thing is to have an early night.

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50 something woman, exploring life and enjoying new adventures. This website is a record of a journey from vanilla wife and mother through two new relationships. This woman is now a collared slave called MPB and is owned and controlled by her Master. A mixture of true events and memes it is often of a sexual nature and is not safe to view at work. Next things to try will be fiction. Watch this space.
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3 Responses to Alone

  1. His slut says:

    Understand on so many levels. Many times, I just want someone there. Not necessarily talking, etc but just there. Hugs.

  2. blossom says:

    agree with His slut….just to feel them around one….oh the mind of women…smiles….hugs

  3. Julie says:

    On our own terms yes. Plus I was dropping, but better now xxx

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