Tuesday, November 3, 2009

The Important Things

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.


  1. Object-Oriented SammyNovember 4, 2009 at 3:29 AM

    wow love it!

  2. That 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.


  3. So eloquently stated. The D/s dynamic when done well is ultimately more about love between two like minded people than anything else.