I am owned.

(Everything else you will read here is less important than that.)

I’m Chloe. I’m 26. I’m in love. This is my first blog.

I started this blog because… Well, I didn’t experience the online BDSM world until after I became owned, so I’m a little baffled by some of it. I met Antonio and everything clicked. Naturally. He was, so clearly, supposed to be the guiding force in my life – then, now, and always.

Everything I say is colored. Colored by love and devotion, and colored by my belief there is a path leading to harmonious, unbiased, and true acceptance of power exchange relationships. My goal here is to try to find that path. I believe there is a way to talk about and explore power exchange that is welcoming for those who practice it, those who are curious about it, and those who raise eyebrows or even condemn it. If human history has taught us anything, it’s that promoting diversity, acceptance, and equal treatment may be difficult, but it’s always been worth it.

I’m here to talk, to think, and if I’m lucky, to gain a little perspective along the way.

(And, since I always head to these “About” pages hoping for a Cliff’s Notes version of a blogger…)

CHLOE: Like I said, I’m “Chloe” and I’m 26. (In case I forget to update this regularly, I was born in March of 1983.) I’m in the Northeastern United States. I have a Bachelor’s degree in Psychology. I spent the first 23ish years of my life, in a word, miserable. I have tried to kill myself. More than once.

I found myself, my sanity, and my safety in the form of love. I’m insanely in love with my Man. He is referred to in this blog as Antonio although that is not his real name… (I try very hard to be totally honest, even if that honesty means saying “I’m not telling you the whole truth here” as is the case with our names.)

ANTONIO: He’s a self-described Spanish-Italian SOB. He’s a former Marine and he’s twenty years older than I am. He’s a tough bastard who can do everything from hellish physical labor to being a computer nerd to playing video games with the enthusiasm of a teenager to discussing the finer points of politics and literature. He, irritatingly enough, regularly uses words I don’t know. And I know a LOT of words. He has never worn deodorant a day in his life and has not once had body odor. He doesn’t get blisters from new shoes either. (I’m fairly sure he’s not entirely human, fyi.) And he lives, currently, about 1,000 miles away from me.

THE LONG-DISTANCE: I moved back in with my parents a while back to finish my college education. Which I finished, thankfully. I last saw Antonio earlier this summer, and we’re planning another visit near Halloween. After that, we’ll make bigger plans to get ourselves living together permanently. For now, we’re suffering the hell of Long-Distance-Crap and, soon I hope, I shall begin the job-quitting life-relocating procedure. Stay tuned.

THE RELATIONSHIP: We have a relationship that, for simplicity’s sake, can be described as Master and slave. Those terms, in the online context, see fraught with connotations – some of which don’t apply to us, many of which I am sure I’m unaware of, and ALL of which are imperfect at describing our dynamic. Basically, he’s the boss. We talk, debate, discuss, and HE gets the final say. I contribute, I help, I am responsible for plenty – but he is ultimately in charge. And that’s exactly how we like it.

A few of my friends know about our dynamic and they are what I call “cautiously supportive” but, basically, they don’t want to know too much about it. My family has no idea, none at all. I may tell them eventually, or they may figure some things out. I’m okay with that. Because while I love them deeply and I WANT them to be happy for me, I am not in the business of MAKING them happy. I am only in the business of making Antonio happy.

And you should probably read the blog if you want a more detailed account.

(P.S. – I’m long-winded. I can’t clear my throat in fewer than a hundred words. That, likely, went without saying. But I am incapable of letting things go without saying. Everything needs saying. EVERYTHING!)

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STILL want to know more, or you have a question and don’t feel like digging through the archives, or just want a word with me in private?  Please send me an email.  It’s chloe (at) thenaturalorders (dot) com.  Just replace the (at) with @ and the (dot) with . and leave out the spaces!