look into my eyes
touch my skin
no, it's not overtly sexual...
it's the firm grasp of your hand encircling my wrist
it's the way you dig your nails into my back when your arm is around me
it's the gentle tug on my hair when we're walking down the street
it's the soft whisper of, "Daddy's going to make you cry when we get home", while standing in line at the grocery store
it's the way you look at me from across the room
it's the way you button up my coat before we leave the restaurant
it's the act of you shoving your fingers down my throat and giving me a "good girl" when I don't gag
it's the sound of your voice proclaiming "mine" as you pinch me until I gasp
it's being spanked *hard* because I've done something to displease you
it's having my face slapped for a similar infringement
it's knowing you won't let me get away with anything; that you'll hold me accountable for my actions, in any way you see fit
....that's how I know that you love me,
that you care,
that I'm Yours.
wow love it!
ReplyDeleteThat was such a touching post describing your lifestyle. You certainly have a way with words. I'm sure all your readers will want to hear about your continuing journey. Good luck.
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Thanks OOS and FD!
ReplyDeleteSo eloquently stated. The D/s dynamic when done well is ultimately more about love between two like minded people than anything else.
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