Another girl

Master's planned from the beginning to have more than one girl. One of the first things he found out about shayla was her feelings regarding the idea of being one of a pair of kajirae. At first she wasn't certain how she'd feel about it. It's something that Master and shayla talked about a great deal before she actually came down. Having a 2nd girl join the house is something that will take time, though. It was over a year between when Master and shayla first began speaking and when she came down to him. Shayla cannot imagine her Owner bringing another girl into the house with less care than he did her.

Now that she's given it some thought, she's looking forward to it. Having a second girl in the house would provide more flexibility for everyone. Master is very firm about the idea of someone being home at all times to be with the children, instead of sending them to day care. A 3rd adult in the house would provide the extra pair of hands needed to assist in that task. Another plus would be in the housekeeping and chore areas, as both girls would be able to work together with what is a never-ending task, keeping a house clean and well-supplied. Work schedules would be more flexible, as there could be someone else to be at home while one girl is working.

Shayla is looking forward to having a 'sister' for a number of reasons. Master's excellent company, and shayla could never get tired of being around and spending time with him. But to have another woman around to talk to would be invaluable. And while shayla does have other women she can talk to in her life, gossip with, that sort of thing, she can't talk about her personal life with them. Another woman to talk to, one shayla could talk to about serving her Master, what she's excited about, doubting, worrying about, would be helpful for her. And there's also the fun of having another woman to serve with, something shayla's never experienced. It would be great to exchange and work out ideas with another girl who's got the same focus as shayla. Whether those ideas are what to cook for dinner, suggestions and tips in dancing, how to decorate the house, whatever.

As for what type of person shayla would like to have as a 'sister', that's not easy for her to narrow down. Shayla's rather flexible in a number of ways and this is certainly one of them. She'd like a fellow slave to be a woman that knows what she is and can be comfortable in her relationships. That isn't afraid to speak up when she's got an idea, but is equally open to other ideas. That isn't afraid to get in and do what needs to be done. And any time you bring a new personality into a household there's a period of adaptation on everyone's part. It'll take some adjustment, going from just Master and shayla to Master, shayla, and a 2nd girl.

Much of who does what around the house Master plans on allowing the girls to work out amongst themselves. He's not planning on assigning a 'first girl' as happens in some houses. We'll both be on an equal footing. So long as things get done, he will let the girls organize things in a way that works best for them. Frankly, shayla shudders to think about his possible reaction were the girls to begin arguing over who did what last, and who gets to do what this time.

Of course, such an intimate relationship would have no room for power games, jealousy, and so forth. Master's not got the patience or inclination to deal with it, and shayla's just got too many important things to do to worry about another woman's jealousy and insecurity in her relationship. And as much as Master would be just that, the Master of the house and both girls, there would still be a common focus between us all, serving him.

shayla

Exercise Videos

For a while when shayla did her daily exercises when Master was home, she'd not do them in the same room as Master. Instead, she'd take herself into another room to do them. A few weeks ago, though, he started encouraging her to do them in the same room as he. At first it was uncomfortable, which is most likely one of the main reasons he had her do it. To get shayla used to moving in front of him.

Months before shayla came down to live with Master, he stumbled upon a belly-dancing CD and picked it up for her. Shayla's had belly-dancing lessons in the past. They were fun, she was able to pick things up well, even was in one performance (it was one dance, in a retirement home of all places, but still, she did it). But that was over 5 years ago. And while she remembers many of the moves, she doesn't remember the dances at all, or how to put the moves together. So the CD's been a help in recalling what she's forgotten and needed practice on. And she's been able to go through the CD with Master right there in the same room. Working on something on another computer, but she's got no doubt that he's not missed one move she's made.

Today was unexpected. Shayla'd had some trouble getting the CD to play (it seems Master's computer doesn't like her), so wasn't able to go through it last night as she'd planned. This morning after her workout Master got the CD to work (took 10 seconds) and she started in. He'd turned the volume up, as he likes the music, and we both laugh about some of the things that are said on an exercise video, then went back to his work. Only to start mimicking some of the things that were being said, doing some of the moves on the video, joking about how he half-expected a snake to pop out of a basket any second.

It was all shayla could do to keep moving, she was laughing so hard at times. Here's this man that shayla adores, who can affect her whole mood with a word, joking around about a belly-dance video. It was ridiculous, hilarious. Just thinking about it makes her smile. And she's never been so comfortable with dancing in front of him.

This girl is the property of a very wise man.

shayla

Small Stuff

Up until the past few weeks, shayla's been working mostly in the evenings. There's been plenty of time in the morning and early afternoon to do her daily duties, exercise, housework, and so on. Now her work hours begin in the mid-morning. Resulting in her whole routine going down the toilet. Shayla's very much a creature of habit, so this has taken some getting used to. She hasn't been letting her more immediate duties lax. But some tasks keep nagging at the back of her mind. Any number of little things to be done around the house, errands that she's been wanting to do.

She's been keeping her priorities straight, not laxing on what's most important to her Master and her. Serving and spending time with him, her exercise, the writing, keeping the house up, she's kept up on those. But the little, low-priority things she's been letting bother her. Because she's been wanting keep up on everything. While finishing her exercises the other night she found herself offering Master an apology for not doing more than what she had been. His response was, 'Have I been saying anything about it? If I'm not worried about something, do you need to be?'

He always gets straight to the heart of the matter in only one or two sentences. Excellent point, it really hit home. Master's not said a word about the island of chaos around his computer, the candles shayla's been needing to replace for the past few days. Not a word about any of it, except the time that shayla brought up the idea of skipping a meal in favor of getting more work done. Then he said something ("I suggest you stop and eat, shayla" Enough said). But other than that not a thing. He knows he's set her a full plate, that she's not playing or web-surfing on the computer or talking with friends while she should be getting her tasks done. How in the evenings she is still trying to do as much as she can, even though tired from the day's duties.

Shayla doesn't need to worry about these little things because her Master's not worried about them and her performance. In all her duties and 1,001 things she needs to do each day, the #1 main priority is pleasing him. And she'll certainly not be doing that by making herself crazy and exhausted staying up 'til 1:30 in the morning scrubbing the kitchen floor when he'd prefer her to be laying in bed keeping it warm for him. So long as a kajira's Owner is happy with how his girl is performing and pleasing him, that's all she needs to be worried about.

Don't sweat the small stuff.

shayla

Legs

Master can have his pick of women. At 47, he's in better shape, and better looking, than many men half his age. In his line of work, he comes across any number of them that are sexy and beautiful. Shayla, to her knowledge, has always been pretty, but plain, and has never considered herself to be in the same category as 'sexy' or 'beautiful'. So it's been a bit of a shock to discover that Master has been coming to enjoy looking at her, especially her legs, more as time goes by. She can even recall the word 'beautiful' coming from his mouth a time or three in reference to her. Wow.

All the exercise helps, the walking, the stairs, all of it. And it's been a very gradual change, so subtle that it's barely noticed until suddenly you're seeing something very different than what it was originally. But it seems that the past few weeks Master's been eyeing and commenting on shayla's legs more often. To her, there's been a great deal of change, even in her ankles. She's had to remove an inch worth of links from the chain of bells she wears on the left one in the past two weeks, as it kept getting looser.

The other night, after serving him his meal, shayla turned from him and walked to the door of the room when he stopped her, telling her to come back and face him. At first shayla thought she'd done something wrong somehow. Turned out that he just wanted her to walk out the room again, slowly, wanting to take a second look. Yesterday while doing her push-ups she almost collapsed with surprise when he stepped behind her and ran his fingers down the backs of her thighs, commenting on how sexy they were. And there have been a number of times that shayla has been massaging his shoulders and back while he was working on the computer, and he would idly caress her thighs (something that always makes them a little heated and wobbly).

She's been the recipient of more male attention the past couple months, more comments on her appearance and physical looks. While flattering, they've been strangers, so it's easy to take the compliments at face value. People she sees often, but don't know much about her, and nobody close to her. But for her Master to say the same things is a world of difference. Shayla's not been fishing for compliments from him (something he knows she's doing before she does anyway, and is Not Pleased to see it happen), but to hear the words, or receive the touch, means a great deal to her. Because he always means what he says. So this pleasure at how her legs are shaping up (no pun intended) is stunning and unexpected, given his experience with women.

If she can get up the gumption, she'll beg him to consider posting a photo. More pics of the work in progress. Though, it's rather nice, having pictures of one's self that are actually flattering.

shayla

Will

It seemed as though all day yesterday shayla was in high-gear. While she knows it's not practical, even possible at times, shayla still tries to get done as much of her regular duties as possible during the day. Master's been working on a large project on the computer, which has taken quite a bit of his time. So after finishing her duties, eating (something that shayla will occasionally forget to do when she's busy), and cleaning the kitchen, it was after 11:30. She laid down at Master's feet, the t-shirt he'd taken off & set aside used as a pillow while she cat-napped and waited to be allowed to work on her daily journal and blog entries.

He asked why she'd not gone to bed yet (when Master's head and shoulders-deep in work, he seems to forget all else). She said that she had her blog and journal entries to do, and couldn't go to bed of her own volition. Master started laughing, "You make me laugh, girl. When was the last time you did anything of your own will?" For some reason it struck shayla as absolutely hilarious (when she's really tired, she gets giggly). We laughed about it for a couple minutes before Master sent her to bed.

Excellent point. When was the last time shayla's done anything of her own free will? She can't remember. There's simply been a gradual change in her mindset and how she thinks and responds. Anymore, a mild comment or suggestion on his part has her thinking in the same context. Master'll mention something about how he would prefer her to do a certain exercise, and she begins that new way of doing it without even thinking about it. Another example is his preferences for her diet. A comment about how grapes are 'little packets of sugar', or how he wants her eating more protein-rich foods have caused her to have a reluctance to eat grapes (much as she likes them), or begin focusing more on high-protein foods. With many things it's a mindless reflex anymore.

There are times that it's not quite that simple for her. Times when he tells her to do something and she really needs to focus on what he's wanting and push past her own preference and do as he wishes. Lately, in those instances, it's as if she's in a slightly different state of consciousness, as if she's still fully participating, but under control other than her own. That's what happened at the Faire two weeks ago. She focused only on the task at hand, not her personal preferences or thoughts of what she was doing. In that situation she could have easily thought, "my God, how'm i going to do that??' Which would have caused her to hesitate in obedience. There was another incident that same day when she found herself in a situation where she obeyed, even though under other circumstances she'd not have had the courage to do what was asked of her. So by focusing only on what he's wanting, the words he's said in commanding her, and not letting her self-talk make her doubt her ability to do it, she's better able to obey.

Does shayla have a will of her own at this point? If so, it's so melded with her Master's that she can no longer tell where one lets off and the other begins. The deeper her slavery becomes, the more her will becomes her Master's.

shayla

5-year rule

Marcus: If something will still remain important five years later, then it's important enough to get mad about.

Marcus: Somebody cuts me off in traffic, should I let it stress me out, drive my BP up, ruin my minute? Much less my day?

Marcus: Now, when my girl starts trying to talk to me about her conditions of servitude, is *that* gonna be important five years later? Damn skippy, it is, if I don't stomp it like an ugly bug Right Now. Get the difference?

This statement from Master was prompted by an incident that had happened a couple days before this conversation took place. Shayla had told him something she was having trouble with, and Master offered his help. More out of stupid, stubborn pride than anything else, shayla refused him out-right, told him flat, 'no'. Bad mistake on her part. Shortly afterwards she was the recipient of her first scolding from him. It left her in tears and shaking, even though he was 1700 miles away at the time, as it happened before shayla came to him.

Shayla's never seen Master mad. Aggrivated, irritated, frustrated, very displeased, but to her knowledge she's never seen him actually angry. Which if fine by her, she'd just as soon avoid witnessing such an event. Nor has she ever known him to raise his voice. For shayla, the opposite is more frightening. There's little that sends such a jolt of fear through her like her Master lowering his voice.

He's very easy-going, not one whose feathers are ruffled easily. The rules that shayla lives by are simple, but inflexible. And he's rather easy to approach about things. Shayla can and has talked to him about anything and everything, and continues to do so.

But he's very clear on what he expects as far as obedience, honesty, and conditions of his girl's surrender to him. It's pretty simple. Complete obedience, total honesty, and zero conditions. There have been times that shayla hasn't been fully obedient, once or twice that she's tried to put qualifications on her service. The results of those stunts are still fresh in her memory, despite having happened weeks, sometimes months ago. Thinking about them is enough to make her striving to do better. She's never lied to him, nor will she. The notion simply doesn't bear thinking about.

Really, it makes perfect sense, this 5-year rule. Why get angry over something that ultimately won't matter? And the things that ultimately will matter certainly are worth getting serious, even angry if warranted, about.

shayla

Time

There are times that Master and shayla do not see much of each other for a day or more. Our work schedules could not be more different, and Master has other things happening that occasionally keep him away. For shayla, these times are utilized to the best of her ability. She tries to complete any work she may have to do on the computer, catches up on housework, runs
errands. Keeping herself busy, knowing that she's still serving and performing for him by doing so. Of course, there's also the fact that when he returns, he's coming home to a clean house, and a girl whose duties are done and is more able to focus on him. At the same time, though, is a feeling of something missing. Which makes perfect sense, as her main focus *is* her Master. So the work and extra exercises she does helps to take her mind off that fact.

The time that Master and shayla spend together is relaxed. As more time passes the more comfortable shayla is with him. More able to sense what he wishes and respond to it, whether that be a massage or leaving him alone while he's deep in some task on the computer. Something rather odd happened the other night in that regard. Shayla was sitting at Master's feet, peeling some shrimp (with the cat in close attendance), while Master was on the computer. He'd gotten home not too long before, but hadn't said anything about how his day went or how he was feeling. Midway through peeling the shrimp it occured to shayla that he'd probably want his feet massaged, though something stopped her from setting her task aside and doing so. About 15 minutes later when she'd finished, she put things away, washed her hands, got the lotion and went back to his feet to begin. Master looked down to her as she warmed the lotion in her hands, "How'd you know i'd want my feet rubbed when you were done?" Turns out he'd thought about it around the same time that it came into her head to do so. He seemed surprised by the coincidence, to shayla, it was an indication that she's better able to sense what he needs and how. Progress.

There does not seem to be much need on his or shayla's parts to engage in idle conversation, though talks will spring out of nowhere, triggered by something heard on the radio, read or heard in the news. We'll laugh or joke about things at times. The silence is comfortable, homey, broken only by Master's keystrokes, the bells on shayla's ankle as she moves around the home. When shayla's done with her duties Master will allow her to sit at his feet, or sometimes lay in bed with him (serving as bed warmer/body-pillow, of course) as he watches something on the TV.

We take walks with each other occasionally, which is extremely enjoyable for shayla. That's not why Master allows it to happen, of course. He enjoys getting his exercise as well, and his presence seems to give shayla an extra boost in pushing herself as she's walking. Strangely enough, or not so, we'll talk during these walks. About possible future plans, things that have happened, Master's job, what might be taking place in the next week that Master might allow shayla to go with him to.

Looking back at things, shayla can't recall any time that we've ever been unhappy in each other's company. There's quite a bit to say about the peace and lack of the maneuvering and power plays that happen so often in so many relationships.

shayla