Defusing the bomb

Donna

It was 4pm, master was at the funeral for Em's father. But I was worried about him. Amber had told me what had happened last night in full with Natalie and Pam. She was worried about master, since she felt like pushing him to conquer women gave him a lot of negative feelings. Ultimately, she said, master would just have to get through it, though. Of course, if I were her, I would also hope for that outcome. More girls to dom and a master who acts like a dom to her? If I liked who and what Amber liked, I would hope for that outcome.

Yet I disagree. There is nothing good to come from master bottling up his feelings of shame and disgust inside of him. And he's too stubborn and aware of the app's influence to be convinced to change his morals. I feel like we need a better solution.

And so I had pondered all day. Nude in my room, as is demanded by master. I often touched myself when I thought of him. I stayed focused, for the most part. By now, I had organized the dilemma master is in and my thoughts about it. The way I see it, master tried to keep his morals in tact despite being given gradual control over the women who have since joined him. In addition, he likes being chased by women and he likes being considered attractive by them.

Master's reaction to Pam's threats and his resolve in carrying them out had shocked Amber and perhaps himself, but I would explain it with the fact that master loves his mother much more like a normal mother, rather than sexually, although both aspects are present. As such it's obvious that he reacted emotionally to the fact that he might be torn apart from the only close relative left after his brother and father got arrested a month ago. The silver lining to this is the fact that he would likely react better in any other similar scenario.

What I worry about is that one day, he'll be safe, his fear subsides, and he is left with the guilt and shame of realizing what he had done. Even with Amber's admittedly great plan to shield master legally and socially, it's far from perfect and requires subjugating more women. Master won't be happy to go after Floria, not after what she's gone through. And what if one day, his acts get caught on a camera and brought to trial, with or without the lucky woman on the witness stand? I can practically already imagine him dreading to order Jane to quash the investigation. And none of his powers help with male relatives or friends, not to mention that every new women means more danger to be exposed.

His original plan to let us stay here at the quiet edge of town, with enough place to expand, and isolated enough, seems perfect, yet social bonds can overcome distances like these. And Amber's plan of forcing him to just accept treating his women like that will make him unhappy. The problem, it seems, is not his morals, nor is it that we have contact with the outside world, it's the lack of acceptance of master's exploits with women and his powers over them. Of course, we don't need to be truthful about what happens behind closed doors, that master forbids us to wear clothes in our sleeping quarters, that we are all extremely submissive towards him, no matter our kinks, and so on.

What we ultimately need, as difficult as it may be to achieve, is acceptance from our real life contacts of our lifestyle. We need to preemptively tell people about it, before they discover the true nature of our relationship. Before they ask why master can't always make it to holidays or hangouts with one of his girl's family or friends, they need to know that their daughter, sister, friend, or whatever, is in a relationship with a busy man. What we need is a social shield to protect master from interference in his desires.

But most importantly: It allows us to share the load. Amber's plan involves master using his powers. She's just there to brainstorm and convince him again and again to use his powers, to bear the burden alone. Even if it's not a normal one, we are all in a relationship with master. We should share the burdens we carry. It's not just him who needs to bite the bullet. We all need to.

Thus, I came to a conclusion. But I know that I needed more than conclusions or plans. I want to be responsible for all of us. We will all have to bite the bullet, but if I'm trying to convince others or even master about this, I need to bite the first one and lead by example. I decided to go for the toughest one first. I wanted to make a video call, so I got dressed. Then I called my father.

"Hi Donna, what's up?"

"Hi dad, how are you and mom doing?"

"Oh we're doing just fine. We had your aunt over for Christmas. She told us many office stories." I could hear dad groaning a little. It seemed like a quaint Christmas. "What about you? Weren'tcha lonely? You could've come over."

"No, not really lonely..."

"Have you found another guy?"

"Yeah..."

"Well, I'm glad you're doing fine on that front again. Who is the lucky guy?"

"Oh, he's a new colleague. He's younger than me but we vibed instantly."

Dad started thinking and just blurted out an "Uh huh", before asking: "How serious is it? You know, your mom wants grandkids and I'm not sure how it works with you women, but you are well in your thirties already..."

"Well... I don't know about the children."

Dad sighed, but continued the conversation. "So how is he? What is he doing besides being your colleague?"

"Well, he's a kind and charming guy..."

"Donna, your last ones were that too. I know you don't like me to nag, but you can't live your entire life like this, you know? I'm just trying to look out for ya."

"I know dad, but... I do think it's gonna last. We're both... free spirits in that regard and we both care about our career. He's great to talk to, we have the same plans for our future. We compliment each other and well... we're very compatible, let's say."

"Sure, Donna, but free spirited? You can't run away from commitment all your life."

"I'm not! I'm gonna stay with him, trust me. I've never met a guy who's quite like him. Where everything seemed great from the start and stayed that way."

Dad sighed audibly again. "Donna... What have you gotten yourself involved in...? And are you just allowing him to be as free spirited as yourself? Have some self-respect."

"But I do, dad! Shouldn't you be glad your daughter doesn't look for a guy based on how good he is at sex, but by how well they get along and want to live together long into the future? Besides, not many men I've had could take me outclassing them well. I have finally found a man who doesn't cause drama just because I'm better than him at one thing."

Dad frowned. Eventually, he let go. "Well, once this ends, don't tell me that I didn't warn ya." He sighed. "How am I gonna explain this to your mom?"

"I... Just tell her I'm trying something new. I've overcome a lot, this won't ruin me."

"If that's how you see it..."

"I do."

Dad was lost in his thoughts and ended the talk slowly: "Well then... If you need our help, we'll always be there. Even if it's your fault, we're still your parents, you can always bawl your eyes out over here. Love you, Donna, take care. Bye."

"Love you too, dad."

I let out a huge sigh of relief. One potential threat down. And dad seemed to understand my motivations a bit. I'm glad things worked out, even if I was straight up lying quite often. All is well that ends well.