Do any of you remember me sitting with the exact same pose in 2020 from my computer chair in front of my monitor at iPremium condo at On Nut? I’ll post it to lead off the pay-per-view portion of this blog as it shows my cute succulent nipple being exposed – thus my need to conceal it.
I’m 57kg as of today, but in the selfie I took six years ago, almost to the day, I was 21kgs heavier. Side by side, I don’t recognize my old self, like, not at all. I am someone completely new and I’m not even sure who I am to be honest.
This is the point I try to hammer home to my daughters … that every 5 years a human being redefines oneself and our old selves become completely unrecognizable. For instance, I tried to ask my 20 year old daughter the last time I spoke to her to tell me everything that was important to her when she was 15, but she didn’t want to play along. But that’s fine, I can answer for her. Her favorite song changed, her friends changed, her school changed, where she lives changed, her hair style and color changed and so on.
This is why relationships hardly work you see, how can two people possibly stay together when every five years they are both re-inventing who they are entirely? Throw in ever changing job locations, job responsibilities, and life’s roadblocks … it’s next to impossible to stay together.
Which is why I am not for “normal” relationships. I believe quite strongly that the way to stay together for a long extended period of time is to have one person in total control of everything and the second person transformed into somewhat of an object. Doesn’t have to be a complete object, I still believe there is room for communication for example, but for the most part the object is treated with respect for the service it provides – but is used whenever I wish to use it.
I know that’s hard to wrap your head around and it doesn’t sound reasonable but consider the alternative. Divorce. Division of assets. Loss of custody or shared custody. Destroyed lives. Like, everything I went through and took nearly a decade to recover from when my ex-husband and I split.
Why do you think I’m growing all these vegetables? I have this idea that I want to see happen – I want to test my theory in real life. I have sent emails out to all those who have served me for a good length of time asking them to try – just try to submit to this new version of me and become my object. In exchange, they will be well fed, can roam the property and the farmlands beyond at their leisure, can watch tv or play on the internet all day long if they so choose.
I want to prove to the world that this is not just the idea slave Mistress relationship dynamic, but is the only sensible relationship dynamic because it will work – in perpetuity. I’m sure of it. I’m 100% sure.
Would it be that the three submissive men all turn me down, then I’ll be asking one of you to make the same commitment and failing that, then I’ll seek someone new and unknown. But this would work best if there is already a relationship in place, that we know one another. Starting from scratch would be a lot more difficult, I believe.
Look, I don’t know how long this new era of me being mostly sane is going to last. I swear, I feel like I’m living out Flowers For Algernon in real life – its uncanny how closely this life of mine is following Charlie in the book. I’m at the chapter where he’s made a full recovery and is on top of the world … and we all know what happens after that right?
So before I crash and move on to the next life, I want to test this out and I want to document it heavily. I want to write some sort of series of books on it … so the slave / object that serves me has to be committed to keeping a detailed journal so I can combine our thoughts into a series of books.
A series of books that will leave behind a blueprint if you will … of how to successfully carry out a perpetual Mistress – Object relationship.
Sincerely,
Wa∃L