My Master...

Master and I have been married for seven years now. He has not been my Master for that entire time. When we were married, we were a vanilla couple, and both very happy with that. Still, He knew I had the submissive side in me. He would ask questions occasionally about my past and my submissiveness. We would play rough every so often, satisfying my submissiveness and my kinky side. I didn't push Him any further, knowing pushing Him before He was ready would be the quickest way to turn Him off of anything kinky.
I can't say for certain when the change happened, it was gradual over time. He began introducing kink into the bedroom, much to my surprise and pleasure. Over several years, He came to the point He is at now, as a gentle, compassionate Dom. He puts my likes, dislikes, wants, needs, and pleasure before His own. He approaches every aspect of the lifestyle with caution to be sure I am enjoying myself and that I give no indication, through body language and response, that I am near a limit, as they have changed since I was last involved in the lifestyle.
Every new activity He tries is for mutual enjoyment. He would not expect me to do anything I do not want to do strictly for His enjoyment only, just as He knows I would not expect Him to continue in an activity if He was doing it just for my enjoyment. When He wants to try a new activity, He introduces it slowly, in case either of us wants to stop it.
Master does not allow me to forget that I am a human, that I am equal to Him in many aspects outside of the bedroom. He reminds me with little gestures and words. He supports my decisions. He allows me to be my own person and knows I would not continue in the marriage if He did not. If there is an issue we do not agree on, we debate it if it is a debatable topic, or we talk out the different sides of it. Some aspects we agree to disagree on. We will not agree on everything. I married someone who is different from myself, and so did He. What fun would life be if He expected me to be a female version of Himself? I am His equal outside of the bedroom, His submissive, His property, His lover inside the bedroom.
This does not mean I don't do things for Him outside of the proverbial bedroom that would be considered submissive in nature. Far from it, but I don't do them because I am His submissive, I do them because I want to.
I wear His collar as a sign of devotion when We are together, as a sign of His ownership when we are not together. He does not require these acts, I do them because I want to do them to show my devotion to Him.
I love Him with all my heart and soul. My heart, soul, mind, and body are His and so much more.