We went to a lifestyle function on Sunday and I was being introduced to a lot of new people. It was fun. I enjoyed myself for the most part. Master was having lovely conversations. I was having conversations in short bursts because I was also keeping his drink full, his plates fresh and appetizing, and doing a lot of other little things to make sure he was enjoying himself. I was in effect doing my job.
In the conversations I did have, there was a common thread among the s-types. This phrase..
“It must be nice…”. That was the response when I told them that I was a full time slave and did not work outside of the home.
“It must be nice…”, in a trailing off, dismissive, half envious, half sarcastic tone, where the word “nice” chimes up and comes through clinched teeth and a pursed smile and has far too many syllables. It was generally followed up with “I’d love to be able to stay home and do nothing all day.” I had to correct the assumption so many times that it really started to seem like I was spending a good bit of time defending my existence and my dynamic.
I am very very sure that no one meant it that way or even felt it sounded the way it did to me. I think it is because I hear the same thing daily in the vanilla world that hearing it from my fellow kinksters was a bit of a slap. “What do you do?” is a question people will naturally ask. “I’m a housewife” or “I’m a 24/7 slave.” is naturally my answer and I start to cringe and wait for the inevitable clinched teeth “It Must Be Nice…” answer and when it doesn’t come or when it’s genuine, I breathe a sigh of relief and smile with happiness. The idea that “stay at home” means “lazy and pampered” is offensive to me. Working outside of the home is not a possibility because Master says it isn’t. We tried it. I couldn’t serve him as fully and as seamlessly as he desires. To assume that it means I’m sleeping in and eating bonbons insulting.
My day is quite full and begins at 9 AM most days unless for some reason I have a reprieve and get to sleep later. There’s always something to do and the house is never ever perfect and to his ideal specifications. I am on my feet most of the day making sure things are perfect and if there’s time, I’ll adjourn to the studio and get some of my artwork done, but lately, there simply hasn’t been time. Oh, Did I mention that I’m a full time Biotechnology student AND I’m taking Medical Assisting Classes as well? Oh yeah.. AND He requires that I keep a 3.8 or better to stay not only on the deans list, but also on the PRESIDENT’S LIST??
By the time bedtime rolls around, I’m more than ready and most likely will be asleep by the time my head hits the pillow, but sometimes, (most of the time) in the middle of the night, a hand creeps into my little bed on the floor and wakes me by parting my lips with a finger and then when I’m just barely roused awake, my hair is pulled and this large throbbing cock invades my sleeping throat, and that lets me know that as tired as I might be, my duties aren’t concluded and my day isn’t over. And generally, once he’s done using me, he’ll want a snack so I get up to cook whatever he desires, clean the kitchen again and crawl back into bed and no matter what time that is, I’m still up by 9 most mornings, handling my calendar.
I have a palm pilot because keeping up with my schedule at home is much more trying than it ever was when I was working in an office and had a secretary!
The “It Must Be Nice” response really just bothers me because of the way it comes across. I wish I could feel differently, but I just don’t. It always feels like an insult. I don’t know.
Anyone else ever gotten that response to staying at home and know what I’m talking about?