Shy new slave

While the turn of my thinking will take some work, my body is being taught once again what it was born to be. I must confess that I am sore and my muscles ache.. it has been many... years? since I have laid beneath a man. Akil was never gentle with me but it has been since with him that I have serviced a mans body. Master sat back sending me off to seduce Aris, in some ways I feel like a shy new slave.. I remember those days as a teen, newly into my blossoming body put to the task of seducing the men of the slaving house, working on my skills. Becoming a free woman had changed the direction of my thoughts and what was once like breathing to me is now leaving me clumsy and careful. Once upon a time I would go for a man's laces without a hesitation or thought, the cuff or push away always worth the risk. I approach the men like a free woman now.. careful, hesitant, waiting to be allowed to be that way. I have much to relearn. I felt like I was more my old self when first with Master.. was I or am I imagining it?