My vacation. I will board a plane and go to my Master. Two wonderful, glorious weeks with Master Bennet. What a mind-blowing experience.

We will spend two weeks together in a cozy little apartment. (Although I’d quite willingly sleep in a tent in the backyard anything to be near my Master!) A day or two we will spend seeing the sites. Master does not like playing tourist, but for my benefit, he will. Just this once, anyway.

Master also shows me his haunts. He often talks to me about his favorite stores and restaurants. Now I get to enjoy them with him. And then, I am to meet…THE FAMILY. I admit this scares me, but I wish to be an integral part of Master’s life, so that means I will be part of their lives as well. Master’s family is important to him. That’s a good thing, since I, also, am family. I really hope they like me….

And then there is the private time I spend with Master. Master is much more versed in bdsm play than I am. What sort of pleasures could he have in store for us? Hmmmmmmmm

Unfortunately, this is just a fantasy, at least for now. A few things stand in the way. First of all, finances. I was looking at cabins in his area, thinking perhaps next summer we could pull together the money, but the cost was so high. I might as well get a hotel room and stay in the city that Master loves. Master, of course, was right once again.

Also, I am concerned about Master’s health. He is in a fair amount of pain, and I’m not sure he is up to having a vacation, although I’m sure he would fake it well. However, if my vacation turned into laying at his feet, or serving him, I wouldn’t mind.

I have agreed to accept Bennet as my Master. This means that I have agreed to defer to his judgment. Well, I knew it would eventually happen, didn’t you?

At some point, we will disagree. It has happened. I will not describe the situation here, because, really, I think it is irrelevant. This, rather, is a test of my faithfulness. What you need to know is, I think we should take a specific course of action. He thinks we should take a different course. What should I do?

Well, what have I already agreed to do? I have agreed to defer to his judgment. I have agreed that he will have the last say. So now, it is time to live up to my end of the agreement.

I should explain that Master and I have discussed the situation. I know what he feels, he know what I feel. We are clear with each other. I have tried not to spend a lot of time convincing him of the “rightness” of my position, only to fully explain my position and what I want. Master has listened. He is aware of my thoughts and feelings. And he has made his choice.

Now I must make mine. Do I follow my course of action? Or do I live up to the agreement that I made? How to choose? For me, the choice was, well, not easy, but not that big of a dilemma , either. I will be faithful to the commitment that I made. I believe that it is the right thing to do. Although it is difficult, there is a “rightness” to following his lead. I do as my Master bids me, and I do so without compunction.

I showed this to Master before I posted it. I wanted him to know how I felt. Master replied that he (nor I, by the way) cares not what other Masters might think. It is not their place to be concerned with how we live the lifestyle. In Master’s words, “they need to keep their noses out of our business or they may get it broken.”

Yes, it is that time; time for the great Iowa State Fair. There was even a movie made about it many years ago, and, believe me when I tell you, they don’t make too many movies about Iowa.

So what’s so great about the state fair? I guess my favorite part of the fair is the competitions. There are all kinds. Of course, you could watch the prize steer, or see Aunt Milly collecting the blue ribbon for her raspberry jam, but there are lots of other things as well. There is the decorated diaper contest, Bill Riley’s State Fair Talent Search, Fiddler’s contest, and a Mr. Legs contest, to name just a few, as well as numerous cookoffs.

But the state fair isn’t only competition. There are Grandstand shows. This year’s line up includes, among others, a rock and roll reunion, former American Idol contestants, Dirks Bentley, and Alice Cooper. The free entertainment on various stages throughout the fairgrounds includes Josh Gracin, Survivor and Don McLean.

There are also lots of things to simply see. One building houses booths from different businesses trying to sell to the many state fair goers. Every year a sculptor makes a cow out of butter and some other sculptures. This year I hear there will be a butter Harry Potter.

One of the most interesting things to see is the people. Maybe it’s because I live in small town, but I think it’s fun just to sit along a busy street and watch the people. There are all kinds, from young lovers to young families to older people. There are country people and city people. On a good day, the fair takes in over 100,000 people. Sometimes it’s fun to just sit and watch.

So, the Iowa State Fair has something for everyone.

Have you noticed the people the media hold up to us as “beautiful”? Am I the only one that thinks these people all look the same? They seem to have the same build, the same facial features. The hair color varies, but that is so easy to change that many celebrities have revolving hair colors, anyway. Sometimes these people are so similar, I can’t tell one from another. All of the women are skinny and leggy. The men all have builds like employees of Chippendales. But they all look alike to me, men and women both.

Personally, I’m glad I live in the real world, with people of varying body types and distinguishing features. I can tell by looking at someone who he/she is because that person looks different from everyone else.

Master and I are real people. We have real, imperfect features. We don’t fit Hollywood’s mold of what people should look like. That’s good. That way you can recognize us! We don’t look like everyone else around us.

Here’s to the real world of real people!

I have seen in myself a compulsion to serve. I wish to serve. I need to serve. I want so much to do as I am told, to follow my leader.

I was working with my dog, and I took the role of Master. I told the dog what to do, and either he did it, or I made him do it. I am definitely a Master to my dogs. I have trained dogs for years, and I simply have that mindset. Both I and the dogs are happy with it that way.

Many people commented how well behaved the dog was. I reflected on how that is similar with me. If I obey my Master, it makes him look good. Though it is not always easy to do, this is my idea of a bdsm relationship. I have taken some guff recently for following my Master. Some people, apparently, don’t like my choices. I don’t care. This is my choice and I am not ashamed of it.

Besides, Master has always said I am his B.I.T.C.H.

Beautiful
Intelligent
Talented
Charming
Honest