Master and I recently got a new bed and it is WONNNNDERFUL. It's a king sized bed which means there is more than enough room for us (and the dogs). We haven't attached the restraints yet which means that I haven't been chained down at night which I am getting used to.
Our new bedroom is really really big. Really big. We moved in with our perfectly comfortable Queen sized bed and realized how freaking small it looks in the room. Our mattress was also broken on one side. Some of the coils had let go and so the one side was sort of slumpy. So we really wanted a new bed and this was a great excuse to trade up.
Play had pretty much stopped completely since we moved which was hard to adjust to. I need rough play and pain on a physical level and need rules and control on a mental and emotional level. That hasn't been around much. Decision making has also started being something that both of us were doing which pretty much completely threw me for a loop.
We finally had a chat. I had been trying to cope and simply follow rules because obedience. But emotionally I was really starting to get in a funk and Master confronted me about it in a nice way. We had a good chat and have changed some of our end goals. We originally had decided that eventually Master would be the ultimate decision maker but now that end goal may not happen. Only time will tell how things will end up.
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