djinni(dom female){smplylaura}
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5 years ago •
Aug 22, 2019
5 years ago •
Aug 22, 2019
A "million" years ago i was that girl being added to a household. I spent months getting to know them and frankly I was pretty head over heels with both of them. We'd talk to each other hours and hours each day. Everything seemed perfect. I was going to be their beta sub, at the time it was a position I was happy to take. She would pour out love and affection on me, her "sissy" and we made plans for all the fun we were to have together once I moved in with them. We'd went over how things were to be over and over, there shouldn't have been any surprises..... shouldn't have been. One of the things I knew beforehand is that I would share a bed with the other submissive as he preferred to sleep alone. All was good. I packed up my life and my little dog and off I moved to southern Florida. My life was going to be perfect, or so I thought. The move went fine and our first day together was wonderful, ending with an intense play session between us all. We busied ourselves getting everything put away, did what were to be our nighttime rituals, and I settled into bed next to her thinking we'd cuddle and chat until we fell asleep. Moments after turning off the lights she started spitting vitriol into the dark. She told me that she didn't love me, that she didn't even like me.. that she went along with things because HE wanted a 2nd girl/new toy. She said horrible things and I just laid there in tears, shocked that I had been such a fool. The next morning she put on her happy face and it was as if nothing was ever said, that is until we were alone. This went on for a few weeks. I busied myself settling in, finding a job, learning how to serve him.... all the while trying to figure out how to fix things with her. I did try to talk to him, without coming outright and telling him. He chalked my concerns up to growing pains in a new dynamic. I should have been more direct, I know that, but I was young, optimistic and believed that I could fix things. I also fancied myself in love with him. This is getting lengthy but I finally did come to my senses and left. There was one day that after being berated and told what a piece of shit I was for several hours while we cleaned became too much for me. While she was gone to the grocery store (we were entertaining that night, friends that introduced us, a M/s couple) I packed my car and left. I went to his job and waited for him to come out for break. He seemed genuinely happy to see me, until I dropped the bomb. I told him everything as he stood there in shock and awe. He asked me why I didn't tell him sooner, that he could have fixed things. I said that there was no fixing things, she was NOT poly, had no intention of sharing him and would torture any women that came into their home (almost verbatim what she had been saying to me over the few weeks I'd been there). He begged me to stay, but for my safety and sanity and I thought it was best to go, I wouldn't stay there with her. I went home. He kept in contact with me for months afterwards, always asking me to return, but because he would not put her away I could not. The last I heard about them, there had been several failed attempts at poly, but they were still mono. I do not know why he kept her, but to each his own.
I tell you this story as a cautionary tale. I do know that poly can and does work, I've had varying degrees of poly relationships myself over the years. And while you say that you are excited about it, you need to be 100% in for it to work. This is not just about HIM *gasp*. Everyone's feelings and needs matter. Jealousy can come but you must have incredible communication and openness to head things off before they become a problem. You need to like this person and realize that she will be sharing what is essentially your space, as the home is the domain of the wife. I do not know if you intend to be intimate with her, but this is something that needs to be fully fleshed out beforehand, not left to chance. As many visits as possible before the final move. Find the time and money, this is imperative. Everything seems perfect over chat.... but when energies start to mix, it can all go to hell. Take your time, and remind Him to take His time. Lastly, remember that she has feelings too. She's leaving her home, friends, and family to join yours. Yes she's going to be a shiny new toy for Him.... that's inevitable, but she's going to feel lost and homesick too. Kindness goes a very long way. Get to know her, be genuine with your thoughts and fears, and if there are red flags.... address them immediately, both with Him and her. Three way chats and phone calls are great, but it's so easy to hide things (as I learned), this is why visits are important and one on one time with the 2 of you needs to be a priority.
I wish you luck on your journey.... I'm open to chat if you ever need to. I'm still poly, I just know now how it should NOT be done!
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