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		<title>By: jerusha</title>
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		<description>One of the things I love about being a slave is that I can let the world roll off of my shoulders. I am safe and I can just be me. I don&#039;t have to rule and lord over the household. I am free just to be. I cannot picture living in a world where I have to be bossy professionally and then come home and be dominant again. I have done it before and it has just about killed me. It was too much stress and it was eating me up from the inside out.

My Master is trying to get me to dress more femininely and embrace that part of myself. I guess I have pushed that part of myself away viewing it as weak. I am doing better about dressing more in skirts and the like. I still have a strong aversion to the color pink though. I think I would break out in hives if Master ever made me wear that color.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>One of the things I love about being a slave is that I can let the world roll off of my shoulders. I am safe and I can just be me. I don’t have to rule and lord over the household. I am free just to be. I cannot picture living in a world where I have to be bossy professionally and then come home and be dominant again. I have done it before and it has just about killed me. It was too much stress and it was eating me up from the inside out.</p>
<p>My Master is trying to get me to dress more femininely and embrace that part of myself. I guess I have pushed that part of myself away viewing it as weak. I am doing better about dressing more in skirts and the like. I still have a strong aversion to the color pink though. I think I would break out in hives if Master ever made me wear that color.</p>
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