Wearin' the Robes

What is the deal with women who get their hearts broken running to the Robes of Concealment?

I spoke with a slave today.  She had developed an attraction towards a man, and he had broken her heart.  She was determined that she wouldn't get hurt again, so she got a capitalized nick and adopted the role of a free woman.  I've seen this happen again, and again, and again.

Unfortunately, the protection that comes with the Robes of Concealment is only an illusion.  Taking the role of a free woman won't keep her or any other women from broken hearts or pain.  At the very least, she still is a woman, and she still is attracted to strong men, and they can still break her heart.

But the issue goes deeper than that.  What this slave came to realize as we talked is that there is absolutely nothing that she can do to avoid getting hurt.  Zero.  Loss is an inevitable part of life.  Conflict is an inevitable part of life.  Misunderstanding, and change, and mistakes are all an inevitable part of life.  And more often than not, these things carry with them pain.  Pain is an inevitable part of life.  It cannot be avoided.

What we can do, however, is choose to experience joy and love and passion in our lives in between and occasionally even during the pain.  We can enjoy sweetness with the bitterness.

Running away from life doesn't take the pain from us.  Our fleeing does take us away from joy.  Pain is a given, joy is a choice.

For a slave, joy and fulfillment come from living as a slave to the best of her ability.  Serving men, pleasing them, enjoying their pleasure in her.  What opportunity does a free woman have to do these things?  If anything, she must hide, must do them in secret, begging for discretion lest her dalliances be discovered.  What joy, what fulfillment is there in this?  Little, if any, and only mixed with bitterness at that.

By taking on the Robes of Concealment, this slave was unwittingly barring herself from her greatest source of joy, her slavery.  She realized this as we talked, and followed my suggestion to drop the case of her nick and go enjoy the world as she was meant to.  She was much happier as she left to go please men.




P.S.  By the way, there is a way to shift some of the pain out of a slave's relationship with men.  If she continues to serve and please many men as she becomes attracted towards one, it will season her attraction, drawing out her exposure to that man.  The more exposure she can have to a man before she begs his collar, the better she will know whether that man will be one in whose collar she can be fulfilled.  The better she knows this, the more her choices in that collar will lead to joy rather than pain.  Although the depth of each woman's surrender depends on her own nature, for each woman, "the shorter the pursuit, the shallower the collar."