r/1950shouseholdwives

My duty is to my Master. To ensure his success. To ensure his supremacy.

I carry his seed and birth his heirs. I wear his colours and brand myself with his crest. He is the lord of his House. And i am his confidante.

While the world focus on itself and its individuality, we focus on our family and our interdependence on each other. We are stronger as a whole.

Stronger as a House.

My duty is to my Master. And his, is to conquer the world.

Do you like it when people want you? I certainly do. That need to feel that empty void with your presence and surety. I need it like air, like i need your firm voice stilling me. It was never about the sex. That's just the bonus. Its that need to control another human being that sustains you. That need to overwhelm and command that carries you.

I understand. And i want to be that person. That pathetic human scrap that begs for your attention. I know its not a normal thing to do, in polite society. But im not normal. Or polite.

I'm better off with you in charge

I need this. Like i need you.

Its a privilege to serve. To be chosen by you, amongst all others, to be a part of your life. I feel special, because you could have anyone, but you want me. I'm not worth anything but here i am. Letting me make your dinner and cleaning your house is the least i can do.

Serving you in every way possible is what i am here for. I see my purpose in taking are of your well-being. Making sure you are comfortable and ensuring your success is something i promise i will do.

Thank you for having me. I won't let you down.

I give myself fully to you.

Because it's a privilege.

Being a SAHM/SAHW is challenging yet rewarding. I appreciate my Husband’s hard work and feel privileged to focus on nurturing our family. Although, cleaning, cooking, cleaning again, all while being a mother plus trying to allow my Husband to take a break after work. Still making sure I’m keeping my man satisfied in any way necessary. I whole heartedly love what I do but some days it is very humbling 😅 Feeling grateful yet a bit overwhelmed in the best way. My Husband loved dinner, our home is clean and he is relaxed. I am truly blessed💖

This is important. We spend so much time chasing independence and seeking leadership, we've forgotten our place. To support our men and to let them lean on us. We're simply not in the position to lead or guide our world nor should we. Men are raised to be the leaders and warriors. We're meant to take care of them.

I enjoy taking care of my dominant. Making sure he's fed and well rested. Being his confidant so he's ready to take on the world. He's out there fighting so many battles, so when he comes home, I'm here to make it all go away, anyway necessary.

Because that is my purpose.

It's such a comfort to know that serving a Man is a greater purpose. I feel loved when he needs me for something. Even something as simple as making Coffee. Or his food. I could have been discarded like trash, but he wants me to wait on him. And its a great honour.

Taking me under your wings and letting me help you behind the scenes, while you face the world, is my purpose. My lifestyle is not for everyone. But it is for me.

Thank you for giving me a greater purpose.

Its a privilege to be in servitude to The Master. He allows me the pleasure of serving for him, and lets me be my best self. Thank you for accepting me in to your circle and allowing me to be a part of your life.

Your urge to urge to show me the blackest parts of you makes me afraid, but i still want it. That urge to run from you so you'll eventually catch me is all i live for.

Your happiness and comfort has always come first, and i will endeavour to do my best to bring him comfort and be a resting place for him. Rest on me and make me your respite, so you may perform exceptionally well to the world.

Show me the darkest parts of you, so you can show the world your light.

Acts of service are a default for me. After communication with my partner, serving him the way he feels best, has always brought me tremendous satisfaction. Being useful is how i gauge success for myself. Being needed fills a deep hole in me.

I understand its not for everyone, but its something ingrained in me. I apologize to those who think it degrades me, but I'd rather do something that makes me happy, instead of conforming to societies value.

I'd rather serve at his leisure. To be useful to him. To be his support beam. I want him to have no worries, as long as I'm with him.

Let me please.