A New Member of the Family

So, over the last couple of weeks, Daddy has been talking to a new girl, with a view to her becoming a slave. It's been interesting for me, but not for the reasons you'd think - it's been interesting mostly because of how uninteresting my reaction has been so far.

Last post I talked about I tended to expect emotions to be hard and complex, especially about my Daddy's breakup, but it turned out that they're not that complex at all, and I think that the New Girl's arrival has caused similarly simple emotions as well. I feel, in no real order, happy that my Daddy may finally be getting the slave that he has been craving, excited that a new person is entering our lives, happy when I see the two together (Compersion, I has it!). There's not a lot of other feelings swooshing about, frankly.

One would think that there'd be a certain degree of jealousy, but regular readers would be aware that I really don't work that way. When Daddy is playing with other people, I know that it's not because our relationship is terrible, and that he's about to break up with me - I've been with my Daddy for a while, and frankly, the likelihood of him breaking up with me over someone else? Remote to non-existent.

I mean, sure, there's always that crazy voice in the back of your head, wondering if Daddy's time is going to be taken up by his new slave, but considering how slowly he's taking this, I don't see that happening, and if it does, I know how to communicate about that sort of thing.

So really, I've just been sitting back and enjoying the journey here. I'm here to support my Daddy no matter what direction this goes, because I've got my place on my Daddy's side.