Behaviour in public and at home

What do submissives behave like in public? Probably according to what they have agreed on with their dominant partner. The same applies to slavegirls. Does that mean that especially slavegirls are doomed to a life in leather or rubber, when they are out shopping for bread and milk? No, not really. I think I would get caned if I ever wore revealing or too sexy clothes outside home.
As should always be the case, Master and I have talked about that, in the past, years ago, and all over again, whenever there might have been need for that, or just to avoid any kind of misunderstanding. Master has to approve of my clothes, but he doesn't do the micro managing, like, what kind of knickers or dress I have to wear. Far too much work. Usually, I put out my clothes in the evening, so that he can have a look and as long as there is no objection from his side, I can wear what I chose. Sometimes he says that I should change my outfit, but since all my clothes are those that he likes, this does not happen too often. And I feel lucky, because he does not want me to be skimpily dressed outside home, or with other people around. At home this is different, I could be naked, wear sexy clothes for him, and there would be no drawbacks from that for his business. I would not feel ashamed, because I know that he likes me the way I am and I like to do what he wants for him.

I guess another reason is that he would not want me to feel continuously uncomfortable because I would not cope easily with being half-naked outside, in the presence of strangers. Making me feel slightly nervous or uncomfortable for a rather short time would be ok for him though, e.g. if he decided to have sex with me in a more or less public place, like a park or a back street. I have been in that situation several times with him and I felt dead nervous, which was part of the fun he had, because he probably knew that nobody could observe us.  He is not out to cause harm, but in his boisterous moments, he likes to create this mix of being nervous and being all  fidgety in me because I always think that somebody will come around the corner in a moment, but then nothing happens.
In fact, we have had bad luck in the past and we were caught once, by the police, so they were not just any pedestrians, no, they escorted us out of the park, just to make sure we would not go on with our activity. Master just laughed about it, though I felt awfully embarrassed. I also know that he did not want us to be caught, but now and then he still teases me with this embarrassing moment up to this day, especially when I get loud in bed, because me being loud during sex was why the police had found us. But they were nice people, all in all ...

Anyway, apart from that incident, all else would probably not even be considered a minor inconvenience. Since he does not want to damage our reputation, we appear just like any other couple in public. Master is a real gentleman with me in public, so that no problems  arise from our way of life. He would hate that, and I think even more so, because I would hate that too. I don't like to feel ashamed, that's something I cannot bring in line with being in a loving relationship with my partner, neither can he.
So, if you know what to look out for, you might spot some minor differences. We might appear a bit old-fashioned for some. I would always ask him, if I wanted something, and if it were, e.g. a drink or food in a restaurant, he would choose for me (this is also connected to good and correct behaviour in general, not only something that M/s-couples do). That he chooses does not mean that I would have to eat something I would not enjoy, because usually he would ask, what I would like to have. But he has to approve, otherwise I can't have it, which is fine with me. Don't forget, we do a lot of talking, about everything. He would never order white wine for me, as an example, because I can't stand that. Fish is tricky with me too, so he would make sure that I get something I really could enjoy. I know, some cannot understand that way of life, but I can only say, it is the best way of life for us. Imagine, having a partner, (a man !), who knows all about your real needs, who also knows your bust size, dress size, shoe size, favourite food, favourite drink, favourite colour, favourite song, movie, tv show, favourite perfume, endless ways of cheering you up, even more ways to make you feel loved and cherished, etc. . And in addition to all that, my Master also spends his time with me, not with some football pals, most of the time he wants us to be together. Need I really say more ...? :)

Sorry, got distracted from thinking about how lucky I am. Back to topic. All gentleman, He would let me through the door first and I would not even be allowed to open the door at all. But I could not simply sit down, either. In a restaurant, a waiter would usually help, in other places, Master would help the lady (--> me ) to sit properly on the chair. Don't forget though, at home I am the one who curtsies or even crawls in front of him, if he decides that. But everything has to be decent outside,  which is lovely, too. When we go to the theatre, or opera, I can be sure that we don't attract any kind of unwanted attention, which would spoil the fun of being there completely.

I would also not initiate conversation with any unknown man. I would wait until I have been introduced by Master. If talked to, I would reply, sure, but I would not encourage anyone, until I had Master's ok. What I talk about is, when we are together, in a more or less formal event. If it were among friends, that would be easier, of course. I would still ask Master sometimes, e.g. if it were about a glas of wine. I would not have more than one, but I would wait for his ok, just for that. More than one is out of question, because Master would have to carry me home then (I am not an alcoholic, but anything with alcohol in it leaves me immediately tipsy or worse, so we really have a close look at what or how much I drink).

Talking and talking: even though nobody outside home can  see that, we are not always of the same opinion. What a surprise. There should never be a problem with having different opinions, and we rarely have any reason to argue because of different opinions, but of course, we have discussions, sometimes pretty wild ones, which is ok, too. But there is one point in any argument which is not ok for Master, therefore it is not allowed for me either: arguing in public. If I have the feeling that I need to express my completely different opinion, I can do so, but polite, friendly and never ever in any offensive form. Master hates rude and impolite behaviour and would never tolerate that. I can understand that quite well and agree, even though I am sometimes the one who is bratty and then the tone might be impolite and that leads to chastisement, and that is good for me then, too. And I mean it!

Master would not tolerate me being in any form impolite. Neither towards him, nor towards anybody else. Being impolite is never ok, but any form of unfriendly behaviour, not saying 'thank you', and similar polite forms would be intolerable. If we talk at home, not in Master and slave mode, just as a married couple, when we discuss things, I don't have to be formal, I could tease him, be cheeky, but whatever we do, there has to be respect for the other one in it. I think this is mandatory, if you love each other. I get respect from Master, because he appreciates that I give control completely into his hands and Master deserves respect from me even more so. This does not at all interfere with me being the one who does as told, whenever he decides.

The punishment of speedster girl - thoughts after the glow

After I had seen the penalty notice for driving too fast, the rest of the day was more or less ruined for me. This was not the first time that I got a penalty notice, not even the third. This year it is my fourth for being speedster girl. I am not intentionally driving faster than permitted, but it just happens…. to me. Hubby is better at that, he never drives too fast, or parks in a no-parking zone. No, I am the expert on doing these things wrong. Still, I actually have improved massively when it comes to penalty notices. They are faaaar less and the fines are lower too, because I try hard to do it right and I can actually see that it works better than ever. The reasons for that are mainly two, we talk things through, so that I always know what is acceptable and what is not, and I receive what I deserve for not sticking to these rather simple rules. And driving too fast is not allowed ?!

Having said that, I can only say that I knew what would happen and I would have preferred to receive my punishment rather earlier than later. This is not the kind of anticipation that I like. Waiting for a punishment, thinking, self-reproach and always with the image of Master in mind, who was annoyed, because this driving too fast has happened again. He was a bit annoyed and when he is, he postpones any kind of discipline decision, any punishment, because he does not want anger of any kind to influence his decisions. Good for me, physically speaking, but bad for me, emotionally speaking. I hate this waiting for punishment and the more time passes, the more I think about what I have done. This time, it was a rather cheap affair, but it doesn’t change much. I hate that I have annoyed Master with my thoughtlessness and that alone is something which lets me feel low.

Nevertheless, if things like these happen, which I obviously have a great talent to cause, we are glad that we have a procedure that enables us to get over the problem quickly. In addition, this procedure is an excellent way to improve my behaviour, because Master makes sure to drive his message home and I come out chastised, with a better and corrected attitude and in the long run, far happier, because everything about the affair is over and we don’t have to waste time on endless, fruitless discussions. 

For me, punishments also have the effect that they allow me to let go all frustration that I might have built up, and I always have built up some at such times. Waiting for a whole day for your punishment is another reason why I build up frustration. I guess it is part of my learning process, to think about what has happened over and over again. When the punishment finally comes, I am not keen on it, but I am more than willing to accept it because I feel that I deserved it then and in the end I always have this feeling of relief afterwards. Oh, and I drive slower afterwards too, again!

Late Wednesday evening, Master finally called me and I got my punishment. I got the cane for my infraction and though it hurt like hell, I know it could have been worse. Master can already vary how hard the cane strikes, with how I have to stand or bend. This time I could bend forward with my arms on the bed. If Master had me stand and bend down, hands on ankles, it would have been worse, because in this position, it is more painful for me. Master lectured me about safe driving and he also combined that with how much my driving habits have already improved, which I found rather nice of him to mention, but in that moment my crying intensified and I could let go, because of his nice words in such a moment. Since the caning was over, I got hugged and Master held me in his arms and calmed me down for a few minutes. But I would not get around cornertime, where I should think about ways to be better in sticking to speed limits. Master also wanted me to consider how devastated he would be, if I got injured because of such thoughtlessness. He loves me deeply, I know, but if he says something like that it always is a blow. If not because I want to be safe in the car, then I could at least do it for him. I’ll be better, promise.